"Sect Master, I want to go back. They've been waiting for a long time and must be very worried," Ning Beichen said to Luo Yingying.
"Go then."
Luo Yingying waved her hand, looking utterly dejected.
"Then I'll leave."
Ning Beichen said cautiously.
"Go."
Luo Yingying remained the same, as if uninterested in anything.
"Then I'm really leaving."
Ning Beichen looked at her sitting on the large stone in the sea of clouds and said again.
This time, Luo Yingying did not reply.
Ning Beichen waited in place for a moment, turned around, and walked a few steps, seeing that Luo Yingying did not stop him.
But for some reason?
Ning Beichen couldn't be happy at all. He should have been happy.
He took a few more steps back, but Luo Yingying still showed no reaction.
Ning Beichen gritted his teeth, stepped onto his flying sword, and turned into a rainbow, flying out of the Flying Immortal Sect.
He traversed the sea of clouds. The Flying Immortal Sect grew farther and farther away from him, soon becoming a tiny black dot.
"Damn it!"
Halfway through his flight, Ning Beichen made a sharp turn and flew back towards the Flying Immortal Sect.
Back in the Flying Immortal Sect, Ning Beichen saw Luo Yingying still on the large stone. He landed beside her.
Luo Yingying glanced up at him slightly, then lowered her head and fell silent again, seemingly not curious at all about why he had returned.
Perhaps this was her current state, her heart dead.
Ning Beichen walked to her side, grabbed her hand, and pulled her up from the ground.
"What are you doing?"
Luo Yingying forcefully shook off his hand and glared at him fiercely.
"Don't you want to rebuild the Flying Immortal Sect? Don't you want revenge? Come with me, I'll help you."
Ning Beichen blurted it all out in one breath.
"You... help me?"
Luo Yingying looked at Ning Beichen, the light in her eyes rapidly dimming.
"Yes, I'll help you."
Ning Beichen said loudly.
He didn't know if he pitied her, admired her, or sympathized with her, but he spoke to her without reservation.
"Help me?"
"Hahaha... How will you help me?"
"It's gone, everything is gone. This world is dead. I can't even find an enemy to avenge myself on."
Luo Yingying laughed miserably, her eyes devoid of light, as if she felt no hope, resenting why she was still alive and not dead.
"Yes, as long as you are still here, the Flying Immortal Sect is here. If there's no one here, then we'll find a place with people to rebuild the Flying Immortal Sect and then go find that great demon to avenge our hatred!"
Ning Beichen said to her.
"Find a place with people, rebuild the Flying Immortal Sect, find the great demon for revenge."
These words struck Luo Yingying's heart like thunder. She saw a glimmer of light beginning to return to her eyes.
"That's right, we can leave here, rebuild the Flying Immortal Sect, and seek revenge on that great demon!"
Luo Yingying murmured to herself.
Seeing her emotions gradually recover and become high-spirited, Ning Beichen cursed himself inwardly.
"Damn it, you just had to open your mouth!"
Everything was fine before; he should have left and avoided all this trouble.
Now, he had taken on a huge mess.
However, if he had to do it again, Ning Beichen would still do the same.
With a goal in mind, Luo Yingying seemed to come back to life. She began to direct Ning Beichen to pack things, intending to take whatever was left of the Flying Immortal Sect to rebuild it elsewhere.
Just as Ning Beichen thought she might have gone mad, he saw her take out a small gourd. With a wave of her hand, a large pile of items disappeared, astonishing Ning Beichen so much that his eyes bulged.
"Sect Master, what treasure is this?"
Ning Beichen asked in surprise.
"This is the Jade Gourd. It contains an independent small space that can store things."
Luo Yingying explained.
"Isn't this the legendary storage space!"
Ning Beichen was immensely shocked.
He had always believed that such storage-space artifacts were fictional inventions by authors and did not exist in the world, as even modern science couldn't create such a thing.
Yet, the small gourd before him had stored a large pile of items effortlessly.
Ning Beichen felt a pang of envy. If he had such a trinket, he wouldn't have to carry so much stuff on his adventures.
"Sect Master, do you have any more of these? I'd like one too."
Ning Beichen asked shamelessly.
There was no choice. This item was too attractive. If it weren't for Luo Yingying being present, Ning Beichen might have turned into a bandit and stolen the Jade Gourd.
"You wish! This is a sect treasure, and there's only one in the entire sect."
Luo Yingying told him.
Ning Beichen was greatly disappointed when he heard there was only one Jade Gourd, as he was unwilling to rob Luo Yingying.
Seeing Ning Beichen's dejected expression, Luo Yingying found it somewhat amusing. She reached to her waist, took out another smaller Jade Gourd, and tossed it to Ning Beichen.
"I can't give you the sect's one. This is the one I use myself. Take it, though the space is much smaller."
Ning Beichen looked at the Jade Gourd in his hand, overjoyed. He quickly asked,
"Sect Master, how can I use this Jade Gourd?"
"Drip your blood on it, then use your spiritual power to establish a connection with the Jade Gourd, and you'll be able to use it."
Luo Yingying explained the method of use to Ning Beichen.
Ning Beichen immediately began to try. He first dripped a drop of his blood onto the Jade Gourd, and then saw the gourd instantly absorb his blood.
Next, Ning Beichen used his spiritual power to establish a connection with the Jade Gourd.
Because Ning Beichen had previously, by chance, set up a formation on a bronze ancient sword and established a connection, successfully achieving sword flight, he had no difficulty this time. In less than five minutes, he had established a connection with the Jade Gourd.
When he sent spiritual power into the Jade Gourd, he saw a phantom entrance projected from the mouth of the gourd. This entrance was invisible to anyone but himself.
Ning Beichen immediately looked into the Jade Gourd through the entrance. He saw that the Jade Gourd was at least thirty square meters in size, like a room.
However, what made Ning Beichen somewhat embarrassed was that it contained a lot of women's clothing and shoes, presumably Luo Yingying's belongings.
"Sect Master, there are many clothes inside. Are they yours?"
Ning Beichen, holding a piece of white undergarment, asked Luo Yingying cautiously.
Upon seeing the item in his hand, Luo Yingying's face instantly flushed. She quickly reached out and snatched it back with lightning speed.