Chapter 5010 — Homeward Bound
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"What are you saying? You jinx!" The others glared at him in unison.
"Bah, bah, bah! Evil words do not come true, good ones do!" Lai the Fatty hurriedly slapped his own mouth, then consoled himself: "With Leader Wei Zhao's strength, he can make his way anywhere. He was fine in the last letter. How could anything have happened to him? The way I see it, something must have gone wrong with the Center Express. Otherwise the leader would have written long ago."
"Oh no! You do not suppose the letters we wrote last time never reached Brother Wei Zhao at all?" Ying Ziyu cried out all at once.
"That..." The others grew tense as well. Their letters had not been return receipts—they had simply been sent off, and whether they had actually reached Wei Zhao's hands, they did not know.
They had simply taken it for granted before that the letters would reach Wei Zhao. Now, thinking it over, with no word from him for so long, perhaps he had never received their letters at all, and that was why he had not replied.
"I hope that is not the case. A pity we cannot write to Cloud Terrace Island on our own initiative, and the Center Express gives no reliable word either. All we can do now is wait," Wu Chengtian said with a bitter smile.
"In his last letter, Brother Wei Zhao mentioned only Tianchan and Xueli. Who knows how the others are doing? Ah, I miss Chen Xi a little," Ying Ziyu said, lapsing into melancholy for once.
Chen Xi had gone up to Cloud Terrace Island under the alias Tianxi, together with Tianchan and Tiandie of the Five Luminaries Sect. But from what Wei Zhao's letter said, she had likely been separated from Tianchan once she got up there. So much time had passed—who knew whether she had managed to reunite with Wei Zhao.
"Do not worry. Heaven looks after the good. Leader Wei Zhao will surely find them. Who knows—tomorrow morning, before you are even awake, Leader Wei Zhao may be knocking at your door," Wu Chengtian comforted her.
"Mm." Ying Ziyu nodded firmly, then winked at Wu Chengtian. "Lonely little sprite—I never saw it before, but you are actually pretty good at comforting people!"
"Lonely little sprite?" Everyone froze in unison, looking at Wu Chengtian with strange expressions. "What is that supposed to mean?" they asked in one voice.
"N-nothing..." Wu Chengtian's old face went red as he waved his hands again and again. He shot a fierce glare at Ying Ziyu, who was covering her mouth and giggling. To think he had meant well, comforting her—this girl was too wicked!
The group dissolved into laughter and teasing. Little did they know that Wu Chengtian's words of comfort, spoken without much hope, would soon become reality. Ever since Aotian Zhou agreed to help, Wei Zhao had been homesick these past few days, so restless that he could not even settle down to cultivate at the Heavenly Elixir Pavilion, waiting only for word from Aotian Zhou.
While he waited, Wei Zhao also wrote letters to Han Jingyi on North Island and Wang Xinyan in the Eastern Continent, telling them he would be returning to the mundane world for a time. A pity neither of them was on Middle Island—otherwise they could have gone back together. To be continued.