Chapter 2289

"I will have a way, I'll tell you slowly when we go back."

Ning Yin turned his head toward Die Lan's direction and then said.

Die Lan nodded and gave a soft "Oh."

Ning Yin, however, suddenly said to him at this moment, "Die Lan, do you miss me?"

Die Lan was suddenly stunned, and he said, "What about you?"

Ning Yin said without hesitation, "I do, what about you, do you miss me?"

Tears overflowed from Die Lan's eyes; he walked to Ning Yin's side, looked at his already blind eyes and the white hair at his temples, and said, "I thought, I thought I had seen wrong, and for many years I even hated your heartlessness."

"But I didn't know that so many things had happened. I think the feeling of that first glance won't deceive me, it definitely won't."

Ning Yin let out a long sigh, and tears fell from beneath his closed eyelids; he said, "Do you still remember the moment we met at Mount Luofeng?"

"You were riding a horse, about to go hunting, and I was cultivating under a tree. I just watched you ride past me quickly; you were truly so beautiful then. It's a pity that I can no longer see what you look like now."

"I only remember that you were riding your horse, clearly having already run past, yet you still turned the horse's head and came before me."

"That one look between us actually forged an unbreakable bond."

Tears streamed from Die Lan's eyes, and he said, "I remember, of course I remember. You said you were a demon and asked if I minded."

"I didn't say anything, I just looked at you with a smile."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yin walked forward and pulled Die Lan tightly into his embrace.

On the other side, Fahai was already on the ground, having recovered most of his injuries through meditation; he walked to Sun Wukong's side.

When he carefully observed Sun Wukong's body, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thanks to the Heart-Clearing Ice Soul Bead, you actually didn't die under such cold flames."

As he spoke, Fahai channeled his mental power, and the wooden fish from the ruined temple, suspended in mid-air, immediately began to tap.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Each sound was hollow and distant, permeated with an endless aura of auspiciousness.

Circles of golden ripples in the air drifted down onto Sun Wukong's body.

The ice and snow on Sun Wukong's body gradually melted, and his fingers moved slightly.

At this moment, on Western Lingshan, Rulai sat high on the lotus throne, a faint smile appearing on his face.

He turned his head to look at Daoist Randeng and said, "Randeng, are you satisfied with this result?"

Randeng pursed his lips and said, "Rulai, did you arrange all of this long ago?"

Rulai smiled without a word and did not answer.

Maitreya, lying within a lotus, said with a chuckle, "It is exactly the same as the future I saw. Rulai has truly gone to great lengths to arrange a thirteen-year separation."

Rulai looked at Maitreya and said, "Thirteen years is but the snap of a finger."

At this time, Ananda, who was beside Rulai, performed a bow and said, "Buddha, how will things develop from here?"

Rulai turned his head to glance at him and said, "That is a matter of the future; I only speak of the present."

Upon hearing this, Ananda looked at Maitreya, his eyes clearly filled with doubt. Maitreya wore a smile and said, "The future cannot be spoken of."

On Western Lingshan, all the Buddhas watched the scene in the ruined house; golden Buddha light began to radiate from their bodies, yet their gazes were equally curious.