Chapter 515: Homesick

In the Ghost Realm, it was as if time stood still. There were no seasons, no change in the weather, or the temperature.

Every day was like the previous, and as they were traveling in the carriages, the days began to become a long blur of what happened which day.

None of the ghosts needed to consume food and drinks, and even if they did, there was simply nothing to eat in the ghost realm, and Xue Wei and Lan did not need to consume anything either.

However, this caused every day just to be spent cultivating. Although they did not rush it, their advance was rapid and shocking. They spent their entire time cultivating, which provided astounding results, but also frustrations.

When Xue Wei was cultivating in the world of the living, he would make sure to get familiar with his cultivation base. This was not a choice he made, but one of the ways he was living. He was constantly on the run, always chased or in danger.

For him, he got familiar with his strength very swiftly, as he needed to use his abilities to their limits every time he was in a battle, but the ghosts did not have this option.

While they were in a hostile world, there were no beasts attacking them, and due to the current location, they did not come across bandits either.

The Ghost Realm was incredibly vast, and most ghosts and souls who encountered a caravan would hide far away. If there was even the slightest risk of being unable to eradicate them all, then they would hide instead.

Here death was truly final. They did not get reincarnated, nor was there a realm for the ghosts to enter; their souls were being consumed by others to improve their own strength. When dying, their whole being would vanish from the surface of the earth.

This was also why bandits were not common in the Ghost Realm. There were not many to rob, and each battle would be a close shave for survival. They would likely be injured, and the gains they would get from a whole caravan would end up just healing the injuries they had gotten.

In the end, the ghosts were much more shrewd than the living. They were scheming against others, and consuming their friends and comrades when they least expected it. A ghost could never fully trust another ghost.

Xue Wei had understood this well enough. The middle-aged ghost was friendly towards him and Lan only because they were living beings. Had they been ghosts, they would have been locked up in the cages where they had found the female ghost.

There was no doubt in their minds that the middle-aged ghost was cold, emotionless, and callous. But Xue Wei did not think he was in a position to judge him. This was what the world was like; if one was gentle, their chance of survival was low.

He, who had experienced being hunted across more than one continent, was quite sure that he would have been just as unfeeling, had he died and been sent to this world.

However, he was not from this world. A gentle smile spread on his lips as was grateful that he was not forced to live in a world like this, where you could only trust yourself.

He came from the world of the living, and there was warmth in his heart, not only endless coldness.

Yes, he had experienced many grueling things throughout the years. Yes, he had been chased, and felt wronged time and time again, but would he change anything? No.

He had managed to gather a group of trusted friends by his side, friends whom he truly loved like family.

He was no longer alone. He had his friends as a family, and he had Wang Xiaoyun, who was waiting for him to marry her.

Xue Wei's life was bland and cold, he was not as emotional and caring as many others in the living world, but he was not a hypocrite either.

He did not show gentleness to people he did not like, but those whom he cared about were so important to him that he would sacrifice his life for theirs.

This was a genuine bond, and Xue Wei knew that they would not hesitate to do the same for him either.

This knowledge was enough to warm his cold heart. A gentle smile was on his lips, and he had stopped cultivating. He was still seated, observing the screen that showed the outside, and was deep in thought.

How were his friends doing? Were they still embroiled in the war, or had it ended already?

Were they injured? He had given them all storage treasures filled with riches, resources, pills, and other things that could be useful, so they should be able to look after themselves, but he could not help but worry.

His little Luan Bird had also followed the others in the Xiyang Continent. Had it grown? Was it eating well? Had its feathers changed colors, or were they still as brilliant as the rainbow?

The more Xue Wei thought about his friends, the more splendid his eyes became. They shone like the stars in the sky, full of brilliance and happiness.

He was going to return to them as soon as possible. It had been a long time since he had last been without them, and this separation truly made him understand how important they were to him.

However, he did not regret it. Lan was his friend, and he understood that this longing that he felt for his friends was nothing compared to Lan's emotions for Li Zhiqing.

He had waited for her for more than ten thousand years. If that was not dedication, then Xue Wei did not know what was.

Lan was an infatuated creature, but Xue Wei understood him. When one found their soulmate, you then started to realize there was truly only that one person who could make you feel complete.