As time passed, Luo Ning’s mood grew increasingly tense.
All along, Ye Yu had never broken a promise once made.
He had originally promised three months.
But now, a whole year had gone by, and there was still no word from him.
Luo Ning had considered the worst possibilities.
But she could not face them, so she cast all such thoughts aside and continued standing in the same place every day, waiting for Ye Yu’s return.
Day after day, all that came was disappointment.
Qing Rui could not bear to see her daughter suffer so much.
So she comforted her: “Perhaps something happened out there that delayed him. Don’t be too anxious. Go back and wait. As long as Ye Yu returns, he knows where to find you.”
To this, Luo Ning only shook her head slightly and turned to continue waiting in place.
Seeing this, Qing Rui said no more.
She understood Luo Ning’s feelings — after her husband disappeared, she herself had been the same.
But no matter what, demons must come to terms with reality.
No matter how cruel, it must be accepted by force.
That was something no one could change.
Time would slowly reveal the answer to Luo Ning.
But Qing Rui had obviously underestimated her daughter’s persistence.
For nineteen years, Luo Ning stood at the edge of Ba’an Sea for nineteen full years, never once seeing Ye Yu return.
During that time, even Ye Chuang and Ye Wanqing had come to visit her.
They tried to persuade her to rest first while they searched for Ye Yu outside; once found, they would surely notify her.
But Luo Ning refused their kindness.
She said that only by standing here could she feel a moment of peace.
Perhaps the wait was agonizing, but as long as it meant Ye Yu’s return, it was all worth it.
But the truth proved that this had no effect.
So, after nearly twenty years of waiting, Luo Ning finally made a move.
Qing Rui thought her daughter had finally come to terms with it.
Unfortunately, that was not the case; Luo Ning no longer remained idle at Ba’an Sea’s edge but chose to embark on a path to find Ye Yu.
This search lasted almost a hundred years.
Luo Ning searched nearly every corner of the demon realm but still had no news of Ye Yu.
At this point, she began to accept the possibility that Ye Yu had perished.
Because she knew well that if Ye Yu had not met with an accident, he would never have failed to seek her out even once in such a long time.
The only possibility was that he was gone.
Luo Ning did not completely fall into despair.
Instead, from that day on, she began to train diligently.
Relying on the heavenly materials, treasures, and cultivation techniques Ye Yu had left her, she spent a thousand years continuously breaking through realms, eventually entering the early stage of the Demon King Realm.
The reason was simple.
Luo Ning had found a cultivation technique about the Way of Divination.
What she wanted was to gain enough strength to deduce what had happened back then.
If Ye Yu’s accident was simply his death, then no one else was to blame.
But if he was killed by other demon clans—
Luo Ning would surely avenge her husband.
This was her obsession for living.
But the results of her divinations left Luo Ning unable to accept them.
She even once doubted if she had practiced the divination technique wrongly.
How was it possible that she couldn’t deduce any information about Ye Yu?
It was completely blank, as if Ye Yu had never existed in the demon realm at all.
How could that be?
During divination, there had been no obstruction, meaning Ye Yu’s information was not hidden by some powerful being.
Then why could she not divinate anything?
Luo Ning carefully checked the cultivation technique.
It was correct!
Could it be her strength was insufficient?
She continued training.
When she reached the peak of the {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} Demon King Realm,
she still could not divinate any information on Ye Yu.
This puzzled her greatly.
Why was this happening? The technique had no problem.
She could successfully divinate anyone else, so why not her husband Ye Yu?
Even, for example, her mother Qing Rui’s information—
Huh? Why was there such a big variable?
Luo Ning’s expression suddenly grew extremely serious, and she quickly returned to Ba’an Sea, though she was somewhat late.
Countless Divine Sea Society demons began entering Ba’an Sea to slaughter wantonly.
“Those who follow prosper, those who resist perish.”
Since Luo Ning had entered the Golden Demon Realm, Qing Rui had told her about what happened to her father back then.
Before, she had hidden it, fearing Luo Ning’s low cultivation might cause her to act foolishly.
But now that she had grown, it was time to tell her.
She also said that Ye Yu had already avenged them by killing Qu Wenmiao.
But even so, Luo Ning was filled with hatred for the Divine Sea Society.
Seeing their invasion, she was furious.
She unleashed full firepower and slaughtered those demons on the spot.
But just as the battle was about to end, the whole Ba’an Sea trembled violently.
Luo Ning turned and saw a giant towering tens of thousands of feet tall slowly walking forward.
He had a pair of blood-red eyes.
The terrifying pressure he emanated distorted the surrounding space.
The next moment, Luo Ning suddenly opened her eyes.
Looking around at the familiar environment, she fell into deep thought.
Wait, what just happened?
Hadn’t that giant already cast a spell to wipe out all demons in Ba’an Sea?
Why was she still alive?
And this familiar place seemed to be the Demon King’s cave on Yingning Mountain!
How did she suddenly return here?
Luo Ning slowly got up and found she was still wearing the blue cultivation robe from her earliest days.
At the same time, her cultivation, which had been at the peak of the Demon King Realm, had regressed to the Mysterious Demon Realm.
Everything seemed to have returned to the very beginning.
But wait—what about all that had happened before?
Was it just a dream?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
How could she have had such a long, clear dream?
It defied reason!
Luo Ning shook her head slightly and suddenly touched something.
Looking down, it was the cultivation technique she had been longing to find: the Tide Summoning Technique of the Azure Sea!
Opening the first page, a bright pearl was drawn on it!
This was the mark Ye Yu had drawn when he learned of Luo Ning’s clam demon identity.
It meant this cultivation technique was her exclusive possession from then on.
It would never fall into outsider hands again.
This was a secret belonging only to the two of them.
Seeing the pearl, Luo Ning’s eyes instantly welled with tears.
