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So when Otto asked to see Chi Yuan, Su Chang immediately agreed and took him to see Ling Shuang, who knew Chi Yuan's whereabouts.
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And then she noticed Li Sushang secretly glancing at Otto.
In the chat group.
Many people immediately felt a chill and realized something was amiss.
[Qin: Hmm... The Golden Sands Gang is really unlucky; they've provoked two tough guys at the same time.]
[Silver Wolf: Traveling together? Everything went smoothly.]
[Hu Tao: Now Otto has found a way!]
[Keqing: What a coincidence! We've already run into someone connected to the Crimson Kite Immortal so soon!]
[Kafka: Wait, what's that look in this little guy's eyes...]
[March 7th: Eyes? Very clear eyes.]
[Himeko Hoshitetsu: I think you're the one who's clearly foolish.]
[Shen He: Hmm, are you thanking Otto?]
[Fireworks: Hehehe~ Isn't it obvious? The girl's fallen for him~]
[March 7th: Huh? Tempted? Who? ]
[Furina: To Otto?!]
Silver Wolf: Huh? No...no way...
[Robin: You can definitely feel the very innocent and budding emotions!]
[March 7th: How can this be?! That's Otto!!]
[Fireworks: Hmph, when an innocent little girl meets a gentle and elegant guy like Otto, it's only natural that she'd fall for him, right?]
In the desert, the little girl suddenly woke up.
His heart pounded, and he instinctively reached for the cloth bag beside him, only feeling relieved after gripping the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Otto's voice came through.
Li Sushang looked at Otto.
(It's strange, when we first met, his Mandarin wasn't so fluent, it still had an awkward Western accent, but in less than two days, he speaks it almost like a local.)
"No... I'm fine."
Otto shrugged, looked away, and took a sip of the swirling red liquid. As soon as he put the glass down, the red liquid stopped swirling immediately.
The girl was often curious about what it was; she had a few ideas, but dared not say them aloud.
Li Sushang got up, her sleepiness completely gone. She shook the sand off her clothes, sat down next to Otto, and looked at the blond man.
"Hey, Rakshasa."
"I have a name."
"The names of your place are weird, I'm too lazy to remember them."
Otto smiled slightly, ignoring it, and turned his gaze to a coffin beside him.
He always carried this huge, heavy coffin with him, and sometimes he would murmur to it, which always made Su Chang feel very uncomfortable.
Li Sushang waited for a while, but Otto still didn't say anything.
"Hey... why are you looking for an immortal?"
""
After a long silence, just as Li Sushang was racking her brains for the next topic, Otto suddenly spoke up.
"That's a very long story. Do you really want to hear it?"
"It's okay, I have time. But don't make it too complicated! Keep it simple! Keep it simple!"
"Okay, twenty years ago..."
"Wait a minute, twenty years ago? How old are you this year??"
"Ugh"
Otto sighed deeply.
"I'm sorry, please continue..."
"Twenty years ago, during the Destiny's Eastern Expedition, even the strongest Valkyrie was defeated by her."
Otto, rubbing his forehead, told Li Sushang the story of the Destiny's Eastern Expedition.
It was also the story of his first encounter with the Crimson Iris Immortal.
And aside.
Li Sushang stared intently at Otto. After spending a day with him, she had discovered that although this Rakshasa man was sometimes cheerful and talkative, he would fall into a state of complete isolation and rejection of the outside world whenever he looked at the coffin.
Li Sushang, who had absolutely no interest in fighting, finally couldn't help but ask...
"What's in there? You keep talking to it, is someone inside?"
"No...."
The Rakshasa shook his head, seemingly confused. His gaze shifted between the coffin and his own palm.
The Rakshasa did not answer.
His thoughts seemed to have flown far away, leaving only an empty shell beside Li Sushang.
Li Sushang waited patiently, resting her chin on her hand and gazing into the Rakshasa man's deep, empty eyes, which were completely at odds with his appearance, wondering what he was thinking.
(Are you homesick?)
(Is she longing for her distant homeland in the Western Regions, a place she can't even imagine? Or is she thinking of someone else?)
(...Does he have parents? Oh, how silly, of course he does! What about friends? A lover? Probably... Could he already be married? Does he have a master? Is he a disciple of that Destiny Sect?)
Li Sushang suddenly realized that she knew nothing about the Rakshasa people. Although they had traveled together for two days, the girl hadn't exchanged more than a few meaningful words with them.
(I should talk to him more...)
Li Sushang was somewhat dejected. She suddenly remembered that after bringing this Rakshasa man back to her master's side, she would have to part ways with him.
I only had half a day left to spend with him, which was really short.
[March 7th: Oh no... the little girl is really smitten....]
[Silver Wolf: So soon...]
[Tesla: How...how could I possibly like Otto?!]
[Funinga: But... Otto is actually being so gentle and patient right now? No wonder Li Sushang...]
Theresa: Grandpa... I can't believe he's like this...
[Black Tower: At this time, Kallen hadn't been gone for too long, and Otto still held great hope.]
[Black Tower: However, as time goes by, people can also be changed by their obsessions.]
March 7th: Li Sushang's eyes are full of Otto, but Otto's eyes are...
[Ayaka Kamisato: The fact that he brought a coffin all this way proves... that Otto will never have anyone else in his heart again.]
[Ke Qing: Sigh... What a pity about Su Chang...]
[Su Chang: Ahem... Um, could you call me by my full name?]
[Ke Qing: Eh?! I'm so sorry... I didn't expect... there would be a girl in plain clothes...]
Everyone in the group watched as Li Sushang stared at Otto.
Her eyes were filled with innocent and naive emotions.
Otto, though seemingly cheerful and talkative, never truly stepped out of his own world.
That world that has lost Karen.
[In the dream]
Otto strives to remain clear-headed amidst the relentless onslaught of knowledge.
Somewhere, beyond the known, the adversary he once defeated—the Void Treasury—still covets his physical body.
Unlimited knowledge is its bait, and generous gifts are its weapon.
Otto knew it was waiting, waiting for the moment Otto would let his guard down.
But he is still searching; the search will not stop.
All of this was to save that person—
What does hardship matter in this regard?
What does danger matter?
What does time matter?
What does eternity even matter?
Even in a dream, I saw Otto.
They also immersed themselves in the vast ocean of knowledge in the void, searching for a way to revive Kallen.
These are all heartfelt sentiments.
This also caused a stir among the crowd.
In Otto's world, only Kallen remains as a pillar.
The next day.
The two best horses of the Jinsha Gang pulled a cart at breakneck speed.
Li Sushang lay on the carriage, humming a tuneless melody, in high spirits. The speeding carriage stirred up a strong wind, blowing Sushang's long braid.
the other side.
The Rakshasa man surrounded himself with layers of invisible air shields. Within the realm created by the Void Treasury, the man's long hair remained still, and his expression was serene.
"Aren't you hot?"
"It's hot, but that's how the desert is~"
"Ah."
Otto had intended to extend the invisible domain to envelop the girl, but upon hearing this, he lowered his hand.
"Besides, you're injured, so don't risk casting spells! Sitting like this is fine!"
Li Sushang genuinely cared for the Rakshasa man, fearing that he would waste his remaining internal energy.
However, the Rakshasa people seem to have an irreconcilable hatred for the wind.
Even when sitting on a dilapidated cart, he had to ensure that he was impeccably dressed and had an elegant demeanor, and that not a single strand of his seemingly casually hanging golden hair could be blown out of place.
"Why don't you tell the story? Tell me about that immortal?"
Otto suddenly spoke, looking at Li Sushang with a meaningful glance.
Li Sushang began to recall seriously, but unfortunately she didn't know much about her grandmaster, the Crimson Kite Immortal.
So he could only ramble on about the legend of the Crimson Kite Immortal that circulated in the martial arts world.
"That's about it. I've talked about other things, but I've forgotten them."
"Hmm... these are all empty praises, is there anything substantial?"
Otto's gaze towards Li Sushang suddenly sharpened.
"For example... since immortals possess boundless magical power, have they ever brought someone back to life?"
"Resurrection from the dead?"