Chapter 768: He Doesn’t Believe He Will Lose
Ling Yue’s face darkened, just as he was about to question Ling Xiang about eavesdropping, Xia Ji smiled and said, "Are you going?"
Ling Xiang looked at She and responded, "Thank you."
"You’re welcome." Xia Ji smiled, "Pack up, when we set off tomorrow, I’ll have someone inform you."
Ling Xiang nodded and turned away.
Ling Yue glared at Ling Xiang’s back, "That brat!"
Then turned to Xia Ji with a smile and said, "Xia’er really spoils him!"
Xia Ji smiled gently, "Even if you don’t take him, he’ll follow along anyway. If he goes down the wrong path, it could be very dangerous. After all, he’s your only son, you must be mindful."
Ling Yue frowned, "What’s he going for?"
Xia Ji chuckled, "That’s something only he knows."
Ling Yue shook his head, baffled.
Ling Xiang ignored the two in the room and didn’t stop his steps. He was indeed going to follow, because he didn’t believe Su Yu would just lose like that. In life, one must have something they find valuable and meaningful, only then won’t they feel like they’ve lived in vain.
He had known Su Yu for many years. Although considered a rival, in his heart, Su Yu was also his only friend.
He had no friends; the most memorable person over the years was Su Yu.
He didn’t believe Su Yu would lose like that.
He knew Xia Ji was ruthless and merciless, and if she said the Soul Stabilizing Needle was unsolvable, then it might truly be unsolvable. He just didn’t believe it. He didn’t believe Su Yu would fall so easily into Xia Ji’s hands.
So he wanted to follow along, to see how Su Yu would win.
He had no interest in the enmity between Su Yu and Xia Ji, nor in the so-called feelings between his father and Xia Ji. He just firmly believed in his own judgment, believing there is something in this world worth trusting.
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Han Jing and Su Yu had already left Western Qi Country and reached the so-called Western Regions.
West of Western Qi Country was a desolate area, a vast expanse empty of settlements. Beyond the barren wilderness was the desert, where sand storms whipped through the air, with no sight of villages or houses, much less people.
Han Jing grimaced at the sight of the endless yellow sand, turning to ask Lianwu, "Are you sure you didn’t take the wrong road? There should be some kind of path to the Western Regions, right? Where’s the road?"
Han Jing was thoroughly confused, what was this place? Endless swirling sand, an unending desert, it almost matched the Sahara. Forget roads, even directions were hard to find.
She remembered her mother saying there were many small countries within the Western Regions to the west, but in this situation, forget countries, not even a camel could be found, could it?
Xiao Xue rested her head sullenly on Lianwu’s shoulder, the wind and sand were terrifying, her little face wasn’t as fresh anymore, and the little girl was somewhat regretting coming along, "Mother, what kind of ghost place is this, it’s so dry!"
Han Jing tossed her a piece of scarves, "Cover your face, be careful sand doesn’t blow into your eyes."
Then, with hope, She looked at Lianwu, "Can you find a normal path?"
Lianwu didn’t even raise his eyelids, his voice cool, "Do you think the Great Xia Divine Clan would be built in the middle of a main road?"
Han Jing...
She said no more, if the Great Xia Divine Clan were really situated in this desert, then surely, no, absolutely wouldn’t be built in a populous area, similar to how the Spirit Cultivation Realm is built in the Inner Sea.