After learning that the Master of the Ghoul Ravine had sacrificed his own life to save Yin He, Xing Yu realized the decision had been made long ago. However, saving Yin He was not an easy task. It was fraught with danger and required her to escort him to the Western Border.
Although Xing Yu might not have been the best choice, under the circumstances, she seed to be the only option.
"Alright, let’s set off——" Nann Yu instructed, and there seed to be a significant discovery to be made. The person accompanying Xing Yu appeared to be severely injured, and considering how precious Xing Yu treated him, this trip to the Western Border was likely ant to save soone.
The young man seed to be quite tall, and as Xing Yu carried him on her back, his feet dragged along the ground. Xing Yu didn’t care about that and insisted on carrying him.
The dense forest was indeed strange, as it contained mazes previously set up by the Nann Death Soldiers. It was no wonder Xing Yu couldn’t find her way out. After half a day, Nann Yu led Xing Yu out of the dense forest.
Nann Yu had already arranged for a carriage, for Xing Yu to be so conspicuous was inappropriate for travel on foot. Xing Yu did not decline the offer, thinking that as long as she could be with Yin He, the faster pace was better for her.
"Your Majesty, while Miss Xing Yu was resting, we managed to catch a glimpse of the man’s appearance," the guard whispered after the group had been traveling for a while.
Nann Yu turned, and the guard imdiately handed him a piece of paper with a rapidly sketched portrait. Although it was rough, Nann Yu recognized the person at a glance.
"Yin He?!" Nann Yu was shocked. How could it be him?
"Are you certain?" Nann Yu could hardly believe the result and asked uneasily.
"You recognize this man, Your Majesty?" The guard was taken aback, then imdiately bowed his head, "I am quite certain, despite so discrepancies, the portrait is very close. If Your Majesty is unsure, I can..."
"No need." At that mont, Nann Yu was filled with confusion. Why was it Yin He, when the information he had received claid that Yin He had been eliminated?
Ju Nanyi had played a masterful ga of benefiting from a dispute between others. His cunning had rarely been seen before, and he had orchestrated such a grand sche with thorough insight.
However, now Yin He was still alive. Nann Yu surmised that the situation must not be as his informants had reported. And why was Xing Yu there?
The news he had received was that mbers of Qiandao Temple and the Ghoul Ravine fought each other in Bu Er Temple, resulting in mutual destruction with no survivors.
It seed the situation was far from what he had expected.
"Your Majesty——" Seeing that Nann Yu had not spoken for so ti, the guard called out to him again, and upon seeing his king turn to him, he promptly responded.
"Take two n and don’t return directly; detour to Bu Er Temple and investigate carefully what happened there. Do not overlook any clue," Nann Yu ordered.
The guard accepted the command and, taking two n with him, set off imdiately without delay.
Xing Yu had not noticed the absence of so guards, as she and her companion had changed into clothes similar to Nann Yu’s guards. Her only concern was whether they could reach the Western Border before Yin He took his last breath.
As for where exactly in the Western Border to go or how to save Yin He, Xing Yu had no assurances. All she had were the words told to her by the Ghoul Ravine’s dying Master.
But where could she find the entrance to the Sword Tree Forest, and the vanished Ancestor of the Sword Tree?
However, Xing Yu didn’t have the ti to worry about these things when, in the middle of the night, her anxious cry startled the entire entourage awake, and the guards imdiately went to report to Nann Yu.
"Wake up, please wake up——" The panicked voice of Xing Yu could be heard from inside the tent.
Nann Yu frowned, suspecting that Yin He’s condition was grim. In the tent, Xing Yu’s voice calling out grew increasingly desperate. Nann Yu frowned and then raised his head.
"Xing Yu, if you trust , let my n examine... your friend’s wounds. Perhaps..." Nann Yu started to say, then stopped, afraid of a misunderstanding, only to see Xing Yu already rushing to the entrance of the tent, pulling it aside to face Nann Yu.
"Heir of Nann, do you have a way?" Xing Yu asked urgently, grasping for any hope in her desperation.
Nann Yu nodded affirmatively, suddenly feeling that Yin He’s ailnt might be related to Zheng Congyuan’s. But whether this was the case could only be determined after an examination by his n.
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