Chapter 332: Marks That Disappeared Very Quickly

Translator: Tim Editor: Fish Creek

Luo Xuan blushed, embarrassed that she’d spent the night with Ye Mo. She’d thought it was fine, but her martial sister’s question made her reconsider.

Luo Yin realized Luo Xuan would soon lose her virginity if she hadn't intervened. Though disliking Ye Mo, she had to acknowledge his effectiveness; Luo Xuan clearly admired him after their recent acquaintance.

Seeing her sister's misunderstanding, Luo Xuan said, “Big Sister, let’s talk later. Ye Brother’s waiting. Let’s go.”

“Luo Xuan, where were you going?” Luo Yin pressed.

Luo Xuan glanced at her sister, saying hesitantly, “Ye Brother was going to Ning Hai, and I was going with him, then…then…”

She couldn’t bring herself to mention their plan to kill people at the He Liu sect; her sister would be furious.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Luo Yin declared. “Come back with me now.”

“But…but…” Luo Xuan hesitated, looking back at Ye Mo. “But Sister, I promised Ye Brother…”

Luo Yin interrupted, “No, Luo Xuan! So much has happened. Luo Lin’s with Qi Yulin. If something happens to you, what will Master do?”

Luo Xuan pleaded, “Big Sister, Ye Brother was betrayed and lost his love. If I break my promise, he’ll be hurt again…”

“You’re still denying a relationship? What does his past have to do with you? You need to comfort him? You can replace that woman? No more excuses. We’re leaving. This isn't just about you two; it's about the Ni Luo Sutra. Do you understand its importance to our sect? We need to report this discovery immediately.”

Luo Xuan, intimidated by her sister’s mention of the sect, only said, “Big Sister, are you leaving now?”

Luo Yin nodded. After a moment, Luo Xuan said, looking down, “Then Big Sister, I’ll tell Ye Brother.”

“Mm-hm. I’ll buy the tickets.” Luo Yin headed for the ticket counter.

Ye Mo watched them discuss for half an hour before Luo Xuan returned. He anticipated what was coming.

“Ye Brother…” Luo Xuan began, struggling to explain. She’d promised to follow him, but now she had to break her word.

Ye Mo understood instantly. He smiled, “Is your Big Sister calling you back?”

“Mm-hm, but I promised to go with you to the He Liu sect,” Luo Xuan said guiltily.

Ye Mo waved a hand. “Then go back. You know my abilities. If fate wills it, we’ll meet again.”

“But…but…” She wanted to stay with him. Going back meant she might not be able to leave again. She felt comfortable with him; everything she’d wanted had come true since meeting him. She’d searched for the Ni Luo Sutra for two years; he’d solved the problem instantly.

Ye Mo sensed her dependence, reminding him of Ye Ling and Tang Beiwei. He subconsciously stroked her head. Luo Xuan blushed, surprised but unmoving; she actually liked it.

“No buts. Go with your sister. She’s right. The Ni Luo Sutra is important. Go back and cultivate.” He liked this smart, innocent Luo Xuan. He thought of her nervously catching the ghost on the ninth floor, her worried face giving him the qi recovery pill, her promise, her leap of faith. He felt a little disappointed at her leaving.

“Ye Brother, will I see you again?” Luo Xuan, remembering his lonely expression last night, felt guilty. She almost said she’d stay, knowing this departure might be forever.

Ye Mo composed himself. He produced a chi-increasing pill and ten fireball charms. “These are useless to me. This will help you reach Earth level. Use these charms on your opponents; just say ‘Lin.’”

Luo Xuan hesitated. “Ye Brother, I can’t take this pill. It’s too precious.”

“Take it. I can make more. Whether we meet again isn't important. When I’m done, perhaps I’ll visit. Your sister’s here. I’m going.” He didn’t want to see Luo Yin.

“Ye Brother, wait.” Luo Xuan produced a small jade bottle. “Ye Brother, there are three qi recovery pills here. Keep them.”

Ye Mo took the bottle; these pills showed him the true Luo Xuan.

Watching him leave, Luo Xuan felt a profound sadness and loss. She knew he couldn’t enter the small world.

“Luo Xuan, do you like him?” Luo Yin appeared beside her.

Startled, Luo Xuan hid the items. “Sister, what are you talking about? Ye Brother has someone he likes, and I’m a dao cultivator…” She added, questioning herself as much as her sister, “Can we meet again?”

Luo Yin smiled. “Luo Xuan, you gave him your most precious qi recovery pills. Perhaps the jade bottle was even more precious.”

Luo Xuan’s face flushed, a mixture of longing and sadness. “Sister, you saw?”

Luo Yin sighed. “Let’s go, Luo Xuan. We’re not of the same world. You’re right; you won’t see him again. Some things are best left alone. Don’t let Master see what he gave you.”

“Mm-hm, I know, Sister…” Luo Xuan looked down.

She knew even if he knew the entrance, Ye Mo couldn't enter the small world. And once she entered, she couldn't return, not for fifty years. Fifty years—how many does a person have?

A jet roared, disappearing into the clouds. Luo Xuan wept, but the tears vanished quickly.

Luo Yin sighed, taking Luo Xuan’s hand. “Like your tears, he’ll disappear quickly. Let’s go.”

Ye Mo watched them board, confirming no one followed, before leaving Chun An airport. Half an hour later, he arrived in Ning Hai, stowed his flying sword, and took a taxi home.

The house felt empty. His spirit sense confirmed Xu Wei’s absence. Had she moved? Her room was empty. The garden was overgrown; only the silver heart grass survived, its dry leaves showing neglect.

He silently touched the plant. It seemed to revive at his touch. He watered it.

Then a voice called, “Who’s there? May I come in?” Ye Mo’s spirit sense registered surprise; why would she be back?