David Bolton saw this and couldn’t help but raise his sword-like brows slightly, his eyes full of hope.

He had previously used the “nutritional injection” concocted by Grace, and its effects were excellent, no worse than the sect’s Recovery Pills. So at this moment, he had no doubts about what Grace Green said.

Moreover, three years ago, he had also witnessed her artifact forging skills in that abandoned iron ship that Grace called the “base.” Her skills were truly extraordinary. The artifacts she made were completely different from the magical weapons used by spirit masters, yet their power was also quite impressive.

This artifact spirit Grace—who knows what great master created her—

Thinking of this, David Bolton couldn’t help but touch his chest again, thinking to himself that being able to reincarnate in this body and encounter this thing was truly a stroke of great fortune.

……

After Grace disappeared, David Bolton got up to wash, and then began practicing his sword in his room.

But after only three quarters of an hour, when David Bolton swung his sword for the 3,200th time, a fierce knocking sounded at the door.

David Bolton had no choice but to sheath his sword, thinking to himself that this must be Emily Clark. Sure enough, when he opened the door, he saw that familiar graceful figure standing prettily outside.

But before he could speak, Emily Clark grabbed his hand forcefully: “Let’s go, quickly!”

Then she dragged David Bolton along, running wildly down the corridor.

At first, David Bolton was confused, but then he seemed to realize something: “Where’s Matthew Cooper? Didn’t he come with you this time?”

“I had the girls hold him up! But if we’re any later, he’ll probably catch up again.”

Emily Clark giggled: “But today, I don’t want him following us.”

Hearing this, David Bolton couldn’t help but sigh softly: “You know he likes you, right? If you don’t like him, it’s better to make it clear sooner.”

“I already told him! Before my wish is fulfilled, Emily doesn’t want to bother with romance. But he doesn’t believe me and insists on sticking around. I can’t do anything about it—Matthew Cooper is actually pretty good to me, and I don’t want to become distant with him.”

Emily Clark’s expression turned serious, her eyes troubled: “Emily wants him to give up on his own.”

David Bolton was speechless, thinking so that’s how it is—he was being used by Emily as a shield.

Shaking his head, David Bolton decided not to get involved, and then asked, “So where are you planning to go?”

Emily Clark didn’t answer, just smiled: “We’re almost there! Anyway, it’s a good place.”

She led David Bolton around several corners, but generally headed south. By now, David Bolton had already vaguely guessed Emily Clark’s destination.

Chapter 0012: Unable to Rest in Peace

When the two of them reached the southern cliff, the view suddenly opened up, and a stretch of blue sky appeared before them. It turned out to be a viewing platform, and at this moment, there was no one else around—unusually peaceful.

But as soon as David Bolton arrived, his gaze immediately turned to a certain direction in the southeast. From here, he could vaguely make out the outline of a collapsed mountain peak. It was about four hundred and twenty li away, extremely conspicuous in the distance.

David Bolton’s eyes narrowed slightly—that was Guanglin Mountain, the place where he and many fellow disciples had died!

“So you really can see it from here!”

Emily Clark let out a soft sigh, then released David Bolton’s hand, pressed her palms together, closed her eyes, and prayed softly in the direction of Guanglin Mountain.

David Bolton also grew solemn, mimicking Emily Clark’s gesture. He prayed that the souls lost at Guanglin Mountain could be freed, but he did not wish for his fellow disciples to rest in peace.

David Bolton thought, if the real culprit is not eliminated, if the truth of that year is not uncovered, his comrades may never be able to rest in peace!

After a full ten breaths, David Bolton finally opened his eyes, and then heard Emily Clark ask softly, “Brother Xin, do you remember what day it is today?”

“It’s the day we met, right? I think it was around this time?”

David Bolton’s expression remained heavy. About six days ago was the day Guanglin Mountain collapsed three years ago—the day everything ended and began.

“Brother Xin, you remember so well!”

Emily Clark smiled softly in satisfaction, then fell into reminiscence: “I still remember three years ago at this time, my parents had already been eaten, and I was the only one buried in the cellar. Above me, some nameless fierce beasts were stomping around, sniffing everywhere. I thought I was doomed—freezing, starving, feeling terrible. I thought, maybe it would be better to be eaten by those evil beasts, at least I wouldn’t have to be hungry anymore. Later, I just couldn’t hold on and passed out. When I opened my eyes again, I saw Brother Xin—”

Her tone was calm, but her eyes shone with a strange light: “At that moment, I decided that no matter what, I, Emily Clark, would repay this brother for saving my life.”

Hearing this, David Bolton didn’t know whether to laugh or feel sad, so he just patted Emily Clark’s head: “That doesn’t really count as saving your life. The reinforcements from Sun and Moon Profound Sect were already almost there. Besides, Emily, you’ve already repaid me—during those six months, I was lucky to have you taking care of me.”

“But I heard a spirit master say that the reason Brother Xin’s soul was damaged was because he was injured by an evil beast.”