Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved-Chapter 661 - 635: First Update_2
After learning that the Master of the Ghoul Ravine had sacrificed his own life to save Yin He, Xing Yu realized the decision had been made long ago. However, saving Yin He was not an easy task. It was fraught with danger and required her to escort him to the Western Border.
Although Xing Yu might not have been the best choice, under the circumstances, she seemed to be the only option.
"Alright, let’s set off——" Nanmen Yu instructed, and there seemed to be a significant discovery to be made. The person accompanying Xing Yu appeared to be severely injured, and considering how precious Xing Yu treated him, this trip to the Western Border was likely meant to save someone.
The young man seemed to be quite tall, and as Xing Yu carried him on her back, his feet dragged along the ground. Xing Yu didn’t care about that and insisted on carrying him.
The dense forest was indeed strange, as it contained mazes previously set up by the Nanmen Death Soldiers. It was no wonder Xing Yu couldn’t find her way out. After half a day, Nanmen Yu led Xing Yu out of the dense forest.
Nanmen Yu had already arranged for a carriage, for Xing Yu to be so conspicuous was inappropriate for travel on foot. Xing Yu did not decline the offer, thinking that as long as she could be with Yin He, the faster pace was better for her.
"Your Majesty, while Miss Xing Yu was resting, we managed to catch a glimpse of the man’s appearance," the guard whispered after the group had been traveling for a while.
Nanmen Yu turned, and the guard immediately handed him a piece of paper with a rapidly sketched portrait. Although it was rough, Nanmen Yu recognized the person at a glance.
"Yin He?!" Nanmen Yu was shocked. How could it be him?
"Are you certain?" Nanmen Yu could hardly believe the result and asked uneasily.
"You recognize this man, Your Majesty?" The guard was taken aback, then immediately bowed his head, "I am quite certain, despite some discrepancies, the portrait is very close. If Your Majesty is unsure, I can..."
"No need." At that moment, Nanmen Yu was filled with confusion. Why was it Yin He, when the information he had received claimed that Yin He had been eliminated?
Ju Nanyi had played a masterful game of benefiting from a dispute between others. His cunning had rarely been seen before, and he had orchestrated such a grand scheme with thorough insight.
However, now Yin He was still alive. Nanmen Yu surmised that the situation must not be as his informants had reported. And why was Xing Yu there?
The news he had received was that members of Qiandao Temple and the Ghoul Ravine fought each other in Bu Er Temple, resulting in mutual destruction with no survivors.
It seemed the situation was far from what he had expected.
"Your Majesty——" Seeing that Nanmen Yu had not spoken for some time, the guard called out to him again, and upon seeing his king turn to him, he promptly responded.
"Take two men and don’t return directly; detour to Bu Er Temple and investigate carefully what happened there. Do not overlook any clue," Nanmen Yu ordered.
The guard accepted the command and, taking two men with him, set off immediately without delay.
Xing Yu had not noticed the absence of some guards, as she and her companion had changed into clothes similar to Nanmen Yu’s guards. Her only concern was whether they could reach the Western Border before Yin He took his last breath.
As for where exactly in the Western Border to go or how to save Yin He, Xing Yu had no assurances. All she had were the words told to her by the Ghoul Ravine’s dying Master.
But where could she find the entrance to the Sword Tree Forest, and the vanished Ancestor of the Sword Tree?
However, Xing Yu didn’t have the time to worry about these things when, in the middle of the night, her anxious cry startled the entire entourage awake, and the guards immediately went to report to Nanmen Yu.
"Wake up, please wake up——" The panicked voice of Xing Yu could be heard from inside the tent.
Nanmen Yu frowned, suspecting that Yin He’s condition was grim. In the tent, Xing Yu’s voice calling out grew increasingly desperate. Nanmen Yu frowned and then raised his head.
"Xing Yu, if you trust me, let my men examine... your friend’s wounds. Perhaps..." Nanmen Yu started to say, then stopped, afraid of a misunderstanding, only to see Xing Yu already rushing to the entrance of the tent, pulling it aside to face Nanmen Yu.
"Heir of Nanmen, do you have a way?" Xing Yu asked urgently, grasping for any hope in her desperation.
Nanmen Yu nodded affirmatively, suddenly feeling that Yin He’s ailment might be related to Zheng Congyuan’s. But whether this was the case could only be determined after an examination by his men.
