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"Is there anything else?" Ling Yichen asked.

"The Cang Yuan sword\'s spirit is actually on me ..." After making her decision, Ling Chuxi told Ling Yichen everything about the Cang Yuan sword\'s remnant will.

"In fact, I\'ve already guessed it." Ling Yichen said with a smile.

"You already knew?" Ling Chuxi looked at Ling Yichen in surprise.

"Don\'t forget that I also saw it with my own eyes when I went to the silver ancient mountain range to search for treasures. " Ling Yichen said.

Ling Chuxi came to a sudden realization. Ling Yichen was also present when she went to the silver ancient mountain range to subdue the Cang Yuan partial will. Although he did not know the reason at that time, so many things had happened after that. With his wisdom, he should have guessed more or less.

"Chuxi, I know that it\'s for my own good that you don\'t tell me. In the future, if there\'s anything you think you can tell me, just tell me. If there\'s something you shouldn\'t tell me, just don\'t tell me. Just remember that we\'re friends. That\'s all." Ling Yichen waved his hand and turned around.

The corners of her mouth, however, revealed a light smile. Although she did not mind, Ling Chuxi\'s willingness to be honest with him still made her feel a little happy.

"Yichen, thank you." Ling Chuxi said in a low voice as she watched Ling Yichen leave.

Perhaps it was because she had revealed that secret, but Ling Chuxi\'s mood also became lighter and the original gloominess was swept away.

Looking up at the starry sky, Ling Chuxi had an illusion. It was as if a pair of eyes was looking at her through the endless void, silently watching her with concern and love. His mother must be waiting for him somewhere!

"Mother, no matter how powerful our enemies are, believe me. I won\'t give up. I will become stronger, even stronger." \'Ling Chuxi clenched her fists tightly as she said this in her heart.

When she returned to the tent, Ling Chuxi immediately saw LAN Xinyu\'s tall figure.

"Xinyu, why haven\'t you gone to rest?" Ling Chuxi asked.

"I guessed you were hungry, so I made you some supper. Come and try it." LAN Xinyu picked up a bowl of lotus seed soup and handed it to Ling Chuxi. Then, she scooped a bowl for herself and took a big gulp.

"The taste is not bad." Ling Chuxi took a sip. It was sweet and warm, and it warmed her heart. Ever since LAN Xinyu had been by Ling Chuxi\'s side, her cooking skills had improved by leaps and bounds.

"Do you want to ask me something?" Ling Chuxi asked as she slowly finished the Lotus seed soup.

"No, I just wanted to tell you that no matter what happens in the future, we will always be by your side." Said LAN Xinyu with a carefree smile.

Outside the tent, Baili han stood in the distance like a statue, watching the two people in the tent from afar. When he saw Ling Chuxi\'s gaze, he nodded slightly.

The corners of Ling Chuxi\'s eyes were slightly moist. She did not say anything and only nodded her head heavily.

"Alright, sleep early. I\'m going to sleep too. I\'m so sleepy." LAN Xinyu stretched her back lazily, put away her bowl, and left the tent.

The night was silent. Ling Chuxi took a deep breath of the clean and refreshing air of the mountains and smiled. With such a group of friends that he could trust with his back, what more could he ask for in his life?