Chapter 329: Lost Memory

Translator: Tim Editor: Fish Creek

“Why is it like this?” Luo Xuan’s mind went blank. Only one sentence echoed: “Don’t reply casually. If I jump off the building, will you jump with me…?”

Ye Mo jumped because he lost his love, but I promised him I would do whatever he did. The thought flashed like lightning as Ye Mo fell like a comet.

In Luo Xuan’s eyes, Ye Mo was her only support, yet he jumped. She wondered, did he jump because a woman promised him something, then left him?

But I promised him too. The word promised echoed in her mind. Was he cheated again? She didn’t want to think. She closed her eyes and jumped.

The wind rushed past, and she felt a strange satisfaction. For a brief moment, she realized her dream—she flew. She felt tranquility, no fear. Nothing mattered: Ye Mo, her sect, her martial sisters.

No wonder Ye Mo said, perhaps my dream could be realized. It was short, but realized. But what was his dream?

Luo Xuan felt strange. She should have landed. Why wasn't she on the ground?

She opened her eyes and cried out, “Ye Mo? Did we die? Why don’t I feel the fall?”

Looking down, she realized she was rising, not falling.

What was this?

Ye Mo stood before her, hands behind his back, his tone lonely. “Luo Xuan, thanks for jumping with me. Let me help you realize your dream. Now, you can fly.”

Luo Xuan stared, dazed. She looked at the endless sky below, like a dream. “Ye Mo, are we really flying?”

Ye Mo smiled faintly. “Yes, we are.”

“Ye Mo, are you an immortal?” Luo Xuan asked, shocked. She knew he wasn’t ordinary, but not this extraordinary.

Ye Mo shook his head, his expression sadder. Immortality was his goal, but he was galaxies away, perhaps forever. He wasn’t an immortal.

Ye Mo didn’t reply; Luo Xuan didn’t ask. She saw they stood on a huge sword. Where did this flying sword come from? She’d never seen such a sword before.

After the shock, she calmed down. She had many questions, but knew she couldn’t understand. If Ye Mo didn’t say, she wouldn’t ask. She stood beside him, enjoying the peaceful night sky and the view.

A light wind brushed past, and Luo Xuan felt indescribable excitement and aspiration.

When Ye Mo felt his energy depleting, he returned to the building's rooftop.

Luo Xuan stood on the rooftop. She didn’t ask where the sword went. She simply looked at Ye Mo and said, “Ye Mo, thank you. You fulfilled my dream. Even if it was just one night, I’m satisfied.”

Ye Mo smiled. “It’s fine. I could do it, and you believed me.”

Luo Xuan seemed suddenly more mature. To ordinary people, hidden sect members were mystical beings. To her, Ye Mo was also one.

She heard his words and smiled peacefully. “I just didn’t want Ye Mo to be disappointed again, or perhaps I didn’t think; it was a sudden decision. If I had to do it again, I might not dare.”

Ye Mo looked gratefully at Luo Xuan. Ning Qingxue’s post-amnesia attitude had been a heavy blow, but now, it felt better.

After a moment, Ye Mo said, “Don’t tell anyone about me.”

Luo Xuan nodded. Even if he hadn’t said it, she wouldn’t. Tonight’s events were too shocking. If it spread, especially to the hidden sects, who knew what rupture it would cause?

“Let’s go downstairs. Those people probably won’t come tonight.” Ye Mo turned, smiling at Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan understood. Besides catching the ghost, he’d waited for her second martial sister.

…

Yu State.

Ning Qingxue felt the necklace on her chest; her expression was lost. Since Ye Mo left, spitting blood, she’d felt this heartache; the necklace eased it.

But she couldn’t remember where she bought it. And that pill Ye Mo gave her—since she took it, her skin improved, and she felt an immortal vibe, as if she could fly. Li Mumei asked about it, but Ning Qingxue refused to believe it was because of Ye Mo’s pill.

How could she have anything to do with Ye Mo? What sort of person was he? She wasn’t sure, but she knew their marriage was due to family issues. Since Ye Mo was cast out by the Ye family, the Ning family never mentioned their marriage. Did something happen this year?

Ning Qingxue frowned, dazed, until Li Mumei entered.

“Qingxue, let’s go for a walk. It’s not good to stay inside all the time,” Li Mumei said worriedly.

Ning Qingxue shook her head. “Mumei, I don’t believe I have any connection to Ye Mo, but why did he come to Yu State?”

Li Mumei’s face was morose. She didn’t want to explain. Some things were better left forgotten. Her mother was right. Since Ning Qingxue was with Ye Mo, she’d been heavily injured twice. Li Mumei also knew Ning Qingxue probably went to Flowing Snake alone once. She didn’t know the details, but it wasn’t simple.

Seeing Li Mumei’s silence, Ning Qingxue sighed. “Is there something I don’t know?”

Li Mumei sat down. “Qingxue, don’t think too much. You saw Ye Mo a few times this year. I think… I think he probably fell in love with you.”

Ning Qingxue nodded. She knew she was pretty, even prettier recently, but she didn’t care. Her career was her focus. Since her parents left the Beijing Ning family, she needed to do something for the family. That was her goal. It was normal for Ye Mo to fall for her, but impossible the other way around.

Relieved, Li Mumei said, “Okay, Qingxue, I’ll take you to see some old friends in Beijing. It’s not good to stay here alone.”

Ning Qingxue shook her head. “Mumei, I don’t want to go to Beijing. I don’t like it. Mumei, do you know where this necklace came from? It’s good; it eases my heartache.”

Li Mumei looked worriedly at the necklace. She didn’t know where it came from, but she was certain it was connected to Ye Mo.

“I’m not sure. You probably bought it in Beijing. But it’s lovely. Even I want one. It seems to be warm jade. It’s pretty.” Li Mumei liked the necklace, even knowing its connection to Ye Mo.

Ning Qingxue put down the necklace. “Mumei, I’ve searched for memory loss cases online. If it’s a deeply etched memory, you’d have some impression, but I have none of Ye Mo. This means that even if he’s in my lost memory, it’s not important. So, I don’t mind recovering it or not. You don’t need to worry.”

Ning Qingxue saw Li Mumei’s worry and comforted her.

Li Mumei agreed. If Qingxue was deeply in love with Ye Mo, she’d have some impression. Perhaps Qingxue was right. Was she tricked by Ye Mo’s sweet words?

Li Mumei wished she could tell Qingxue’s mother immediately. Maybe they’d been wrong from the beginning.

Li Mumei suddenly thought of something and asked excitedly, “Qingxue, do you know the Jue Yun Temple?”