The other party didn't deny it and said, "It's me."
Lan Zhi immediately grasped the key point. "Didn't you go home? How did you know that I was just having my divine soul sewn and also knew that I had a method to stimulate the growth of star meridians?"
Xing Zhi let out a soft laugh. "Because I'm Xing Zhi."
Lan Zhi wrinkled her nose. Obviously, she wasn't quite satisfied with his answer. But anyway, she was still very happy that he was by her side at this moment. "Thank you, Xing Zhi."
Xing Zhi's voice was low. "Well, go to sleep."
With her emotions calming down, Lan Zhi felt sleepiness creeping over her, but she still forced her eyelids open. "Could you accompany me for a while longer? Just for a little while."
Xing Zhi replied, "Okay."
Relieved, Lan Zhi murmured in a low voice, "I'll accompany you too when your sea of consciousness hurts next time..."
As she was talking, her eyelids closed and she fell asleep just like that.
This time, she didn't have any nightmares and slept soundly until the next day.
When she woke up, she was in bed.
Lan Zhi sat up in a daze. She couldn't remember at all when the soul-sewing had ended or how she had gotten back into bed. She only vaguely remembered that she seemed to have had a dream, but she couldn't remember what the dream was about at all.
She always felt that she had forgotten something very important...
But after thinking about it again and again and still couldn't remember, Lan Zhi could only give up.
When she got up, she felt that her body was unusually light. After checking a little, she found that her divine soul had basically healed. She was overjoyed and immediately wanted to share this good news with Xing Zhi.
Only when she tapped on the Scroll Totem did she find that on the day she returned to the Spring Warm Hall, she had sent him a message and he had replied almost immediately, while she had just noticed it after such a long time. She suddenly felt a bit guilty.
Looking at the same crying emoticon, she thought that his state must not have been good at that time. Now half a month had passed, and she didn't know how he was. She quickly sent a message to ask: [Are you okay now?]
Xing Zhi still replied quickly: [Nothing's wrong.]
Lan Zhi didn't know whether he was just reporting good news and hiding the bad or if he was really okay, so she changed her question: [What are you doing?]
Xing Zhi: [Sleeping.]
Did that mean he was just bored?
Lan Zhi subconsciously asked, [Since it's rare for you to be back home, don't you go out to play with your family or friends?]
Just after writing this, she suddenly remembered that when they first met, he had said that he had neither family nor followers, and her hand froze.
Could he be the last heir of a reclusive family?
Reclusive families usually didn't have many people, and it was common for there to be only one heir in five generations. If there was an accident, it wouldn't be surprising if only one or two people were left.
Lan Zhi immediately felt that life was so hard for him. She wanted to erase or withdraw the message she had written, but the Star Spirit Scroll didn't have this function.
Once she wrote it, the other side would automatically receive it.
She thought that she should give a suggestion to the Star Spirit Scroll when she was free in the future.
Thinking this in her mind, she quickly made up for it: [Or you can come to play with me. (^_-)-☆]
Xing Zhi: [Hmm.]
He obviously seemed to be lacking in interest. It seemed that she had really touched on his sore spot. If she told him now that her divine soul had healed, would it make him think of his shattered sea of consciousness and feel even worse?
Just as she was hesitating, a new message appeared on the scroll.
Surprisingly, Xing Zhi took the initiative to ask: [Has your divine soul healed?]
Lan Zhi immediately realized that Xing Zhi didn't care about these little things she was worried about. She quickly replied, "It's basically healed. I also met a dual cultivator of pill and medicine in the Star-Imprinting Realm. I'll go and ask him if there's still a way to repair your sea of consciousness."