Ye Fan had sustained severe injuries before the big battle.
The moment when Moon God thrust the sword into him, in particular, was shocking.
Junie was gravely concerned about Ye Fan.
She feared that he would succumb to his grievous injuries, falling at the very moment when victory was finally secured.
“Where on earth has he run off to? Why didn't he come looking for me in India?”
Junie was beside herself with anxiety.
Logically speaking, Ye Fan's primary task should have been to heal and recuperate after the great battle.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Fan should have gone to India to look for me.
But he did not.
Where could Ye Fan have gone?
“Could he have gone to the Chu family's ancestral land?”
Having followed Ye Fan for many years, Gaius was familiar with some of the places the former often visited.
He remembered that on several occasions, Ye Fan had recuperated at the ancestral home of the Chu family after having faced danger.
“It's possible. Do you know where the ancestral land of the Chu family is?” Junie asked anxiously.
Gaius shook his head. “All I know is that it's in Jiangdong.”
“All right, then. Let's look for Ye Fan in Jiangdong first.”
Junie deemed it time to act without a moment to lose.
Without a moment's hesitation, she turned around, ready to dash off to Jiangdong.
However, there was somebody blocking the way.
“Don't bother. He's not there.”
The speaker was a woman of breathtaking beauty.
At the sight of her, all of the Supremes present failed to suppress a shiver running down their spines.
In fact, many of them took an instinctive step back.
They were watching her with cautious vigilance.
This woman was none other than the former head of Chu Sect, Tang Yun.
Beside her was a little boy holding her hand.
The young, tender face shared a surprising and striking resemblance with Ye Fan.
“It's you. How would you know that Ye Fan isn't there?” Noa questioned, frowning.
Junie scrutinized Tang Yun.
The stares of the others, too, carried a hint of hostility.
Though Chu Sect had been destroyed, Tang Yun was once its master.
She was one of the few among the remnants of Chu Sect who held great power.
The group was afraid. With Tang Yun's unyielding determination to exact vengeance, they feared the underhanded actions she may take.
Little did they know, however, Tang Yun's ambitions had already changed.
In the past, she prioritized her career; she held the interests of her sect in higher regard than anything else.
Now, her thoughts were turned toward her family.
She only desired to spend the rest of her peaceful, uneventful life with the ones she loved.
And Chu Lin, without a doubt, was one of those people.
Turning to face Noa and the others, Tang Yun replied coldly, “I've been living in the Chu residence. Of course I would know.”
“Is that so? What's your relationship with Ye Fan? Why are you living in his house?” Noa asked, finding it utterly baffling.
Junie's gaze toward Tang Yun flickered inexplicably.
“That is something you have no business knowing,” Tang Yun responded curtly.
Then, leading Chu Lin by the hand, she went on her way.
Together with the boy, they visited the site where his father had once done battle.
Mount Kransbay was in complete disarray.
The ravines, reaching a depth of a hundred meters, were densely clustered.
If one had not witnessed that great battle firsthand, it was unlikely one would have believed that the carnage, comparable to the divine craftsmanship of the Creator, was left behind by Ye Fan.
“Look, Aunt Tang, the flowers below have bloomed. It's so beautiful.”
Standing alongside Tang Yun at the peak of Mount Kransbay, Chu Lin peered down and saw that the ruins were somehow covered in blooming fauna.
They swayed in the gentle breeze, in full exuberant bloom, all the way to the horizon.
A fragrant aroma permeated the air, mingling with the mist that engulfed this place.
The once barren land, a forbidden zone for humankind, was now filled with blooming flowers and lush vegetation.
Chu Lin was filled with astonishment, feeling as though he had stumbled upon a fairyland right before his eyes.
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