"You are very calm about this all thing of sacrificing your power and soul to gather your wife's soul and have her reborn.
The prophecy clearly said that even if you succeed, she might not be reborn in the immortal realm. How will you find her if she is born in the lower realms as a lowly commoner?" Nancheng asked again.
"Then I will descend to the mortal realm and find her. I just need the star to point me in the right direction, I will do the search myself." Ye Xuan replied firmly.
"That could take decades, or hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. What will happen to the immortal realm then?" Nancheng asked, somewhat annoyed.
This was the reason he didn't want to fall in love. A perfectly good king had turned into a love-struck fool who saw nothing but his wife ever since he met that Miao girl.
Now, he was even about to sacrifice his power just to gather her scattered soul. It was both touching and annoying.
