Translated by Luxican

At daybreak, the narcotic effects of the mandolin juice in Ye Beiming's body had finally disappeared.

There was still only darkness.

Ye Beiming smiled bitterly, wanting to be cured, it really was an extravagant hope.

But soon, he noticed a small spot in the darkness.

Something that had never happened in the past ten years.

He sat up hastily, he closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, opened them again and .... there was a blur of light in front of his eyes.

Ye Beiming was ecstatic, and despite his somewhat weak body, struggled to get off of the couch, trying to find Yu Sheng for the promised payment.

But the little wild cat disappeared again.

This time, he remembered that he was hit by a strange internal force, before he fell unconscious.

No one was in the house.

With his keen ears, he couldn't find a trace of a living person around, even the dog that was always beside Yun Sheng could not be found.

Ye Beiming had an ominous promotion in his heart.

He touched around, and only found a few lines carved into the board beside him.

The writing was messy, seemed to be made in a hurry: " Night fox, my father and me left with Xiao Hei. Your eyes have been cured. The next two days your sight will still be a little blurry, after that you can only see shadows at first, which is a good sign. After about seven days, you will completely recover. Remember to not let your hair fall into your eyes, don't look directly into bright lights, and don't lose your temper. I took half your Magic Soul, but also returned you a pair of eyes, we are even, and won't see us ever again!"

Won't ever see each other again!

Ye Beiming could imagine how the little wild cat hurriedly packed up her things and left, like after a paid fling.

Although his vision was restored, it felt like he had lost the most important thing.

He swiftly ran out of Yun Sheng's house, and to the highest hillside of the village entrance.

The wind roared in his ears, and the morning dew wet his hair.

Climbing up the hillside, Ye Beiming could only see a cloudy mountain forest and a winding road.

There was a bitter taste in his mouth.

He understood that Yun Sheng was already gone for a long time.

He didn't even get see how she looked like even once.

Disappointed, he returned to the house, and smashed the bed into pieces and dug out the board engraved with Yun Sheng's farewell.

He walked into the direction of the Magic Temple.

Several villagers passed by him, talking loudly: "Last night, a fire broke out in the Magic Temple. I heard the fire was so great that it burned the Great Magician and his disciple in the Magic Temple leaving them dead. The old pharmacist was lucky enough to escape."

Yang Magician was burnt into an unrecognizable crisp, and another body was also dug out.

"It was such a big fire! The temple was burnt into ruins, it was terrible," the villagers were discussing, when suddenly they found Ye Beiming beside them.

They shouted as if they had seen a ghost: "You, aren't you the disciple of Yang Magician, aren't you dead?"

A sudden gust blew, and the boy who was still standing in front of the villagers, had disappeared.

The villagers were scared and ran away, from this day, it was told that the village was haunted.

After that day there was no Magic Temple in Jiao Ye Village. It wasn't until several months later that the people from the Magic Temple came to rebuilt it.

Except for the village chief, no one found that father and daughter of the Yun family had disappeared.

***

They had been in a hurry to leave Jiao Ye Village, their family also had nothing of value. The father and daughter pair only took a dozen silver coins with them and hurried through the night. After arriving in Tai Shang Town, Yun Canghai spent two silver coins to buy one horse, some dry food and water in the town, before they headed all the way northwest.

On the way, Yun Canghai also told Yun Sheng a lot of things about the Yun family, something that he had never done before.

Speaking of Yun Canghai's family, it was a very well-known family in Yujing City.

Yun Canghai's father was called Yun Bahe, he only had one daughter and two sons.

Yun Canghai was the oldest son of the family.

"Our family is famous in the Great Zhou Empire because our ancestors have produced several powerful warriors, who helped the founding fathers of the the Great Zhou Empire make great contributions. When it comes to your grandpa, he is also a rare warrior of the Martial King grade only seen every five-hundred years. Your uncle and me both practiced martial arts when we were young."

Yun Sheng was puzzled: "But Father, you're are a powerful magician."

"Yeah, I changed to magic, but I still lived up to your grandpa's expectations, he didn't complain about me, " Yun Canghai didn't ask why his daughter knew about his identity.

"The prodigal son does not change his essence, as long as Father is willing to return to the Yun family, I'm sure Grandpa will forgive you," Yun Sheng said pretending to be naïve.

Yang Magician's body as well as a body found from a wild grave , had been thrown into the fire.

That fire was also no ordinary fire. Ordinary water couldn't even dream of extinguishing it.

Jiao Ye Village was remote. When the Magic Temple sent someone, they would have already arrived at Yujing City. Under the shelter of the Yun family the two could be at ease.

"Sheng'er, your father has to tell you one thing clearly. This time only you will be sent back. I don't intend to return," Yun Canghai said firmly.

"Why? Even if Father and Grandfather had a disagreement that year, you will certainly be forgiven by Grandfather," These days, the father and daughter pair were getting closer and closer to Yujing City. But when Yun Sheng woke up in the middle of the night, she often found her father standing alone under the moon, looking at the direction of Yujing City.

"Your Grandfather once said that if I married your mother, he won't recognize me as his son anymore. Although your mother has passed away, she will always live in my heart, and she will always be my wife, for her I will never take another step into the Yun Family," Yun Canghai said, his eyes firm.

The Yun Family's father and son were both old and stubborn, no one wanted to give in, so in the last few years they hadn't contacted each other even once.

Seeing his daughter crunch up her face unwillingly, Yun Canghai said, "Sheng'er, do you want to learn magic?"

This pair of father and daughter had only been traveling the last few days. After Yun Sheng obtained the Magic Soul, she could wield five magic elements, with the dark magic element being banned by Yun Canghai, she could at least use the four other magic elements.

"Yes!" Yun Sheng finally smiled.

"Alright, Father will teach you the most basic elementary magic of fire, fireball," Yun Canghai said, with a bright fireball in his hand.