I think my luck is turning around.

As night fell, Ji Xia had already begun her journey. Ji Xixi, sitting in the driver's seat, looked calm and collected, just like a seasoned veteran driver!

"Hey sis, when did you learn to drive like that?"

"do not know."

"Oh, I forgot, you have amnesia. I'm sorry."

"Don't try to make small talk. What you should be most worried about now is whether Ji Ran will be taken back. We can confirm that Ji Ran is in the capital, but the first search didn't find her."

Ji Xixi grew increasingly angry as she spoke. Why couldn't they find her? There were organized people at every entrance and exit of the capital, and Ji Ran had nowhere to hide, yet there was still no news about her.

"No need to say anything more, I'm going to throw up in a minute."

Ji Xia suppressed her discomfort. At this moment, Ji Xixi thoughtfully took out a bucket and handed it to Ji Xia. Ji Xia looked at Ji Xixi in disbelief. This guy was really "thoughtful".

“Ugh~~~~~”

Ji Xia hadn't eaten much to begin with, and now her stomach was completely empty. However, Ji Xia's vomiting hadn't stopped; she was still dry heaving, as if she wanted to vomit her entire stomach out.

In the dead of night, Ji Xia sat listlessly in the passenger seat. Her eyes were vacant, and she felt utterly hopeless; she truly felt like she was going to die.

"XiXi, at this rate, we can get there by tomorrow, right?"

"We'll arrive in Shangming City by dawn. Then we'll change to horse-drawn carriages and reach the capital before dark."

Ji Xixi was calculating the distance, but Ji Xia had no interest in listening at all.

Ji Xixi definitely wouldn't leave her car in Shangming City; she would leave later and drive to the base outside of Beijing.

"Got it. Is Shang Mingcheng alright?"

Ji Xia suddenly thought of someone, but Ji Xixi remained silent, staring intently ahead without giving Ji Xia any response.

Did I ask the wrong question?

"You didn't ask the wrong question, that guy is dead."

"What! Yue Junxi is dead?"

Ji Xia was simply shocked. The child had left after all, but he was destined to leave, to leave her. Who he was, perhaps Ji Xia couldn't tell, or perhaps she knew very well.

"That guy kept calling your name until he died. How affectionate."

Ji Xixi's first sentence was very serious, but the second half was cheeky. If Ji Xixi wasn't driving, or if Ji Xia wasn't powerless, she would have given Ji Xixi an over-the-shoulder throw or a chokehold.

Ji Xia looked outside, at the pitch blackness, and she thought of things from many years ago.

At that time, Yue Junxi was the legitimate son of the Marquis of Shanbei. Although he was not the eldest son, he was still a favored youngest son.

When he was five years old, his family held a birthday banquet. Besides high-ranking officials, dignitaries, relatives, and friends, a woman in green appeared at Le Junxi's birthday banquet. At this time, Ji Xia was using the alias Ji Buli.

She walked in through the main entrance and first bowed to the elders of the Le family.

"I am Ji Buli, who came in place of my master, Ji Xia."

The token at the man's waist was his proof of identity—a clear, colorless token, like glass, a characteristic of Ji Xia, something impossible to find in the human world. But by today's standards, it seemed particularly cheap.

The moment the name Ji Xia was uttered, everyone fell silent. Ji Xia was a "cultivator" known throughout the country and even the era, and according to records, he had lived for over three hundred years.

All nations desire his protection, but Ji Xia's whereabouts are uncertain, or rather, his location is impossible to find. All that is known is that he recently took on a disciple, who handles most of the affairs.

Ji Buli's appearance was a blessing to the Marquis of Shanbei's mansion, but Ji Buli came for Le Junxi and personally handed over the gift.

"This is a gift that my master asked me to bring. Please accept it."

The gift Ji Xia gave was something even the current emperor might not receive, yet it was given to a child who had just turned five. Everyone's gaze towards Le Junxi completely changed; they began to doubt his identity, or rather, his other identity.

The day after Le Junxi's birthday, rumors began to circulate that Le Junxi would become Ji Xia's next disciple; that Le Junxi's past life was that of a celestial being, and that Ji Xia had come to find him to return to the Heavenly Court, and so on.

Various rumors spread, and Ji Buli couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the chaotic comments.

Le Junxi held a gift in her hand. It was a cube-shaped object made of wood. Well, it was a Luban lock, nothing special. The only special thing about it was that it was the best one Ji Xia had ever made.

Le Junxi was playing with the gift when his mother came in and saw it. She immediately scolded him, "This is a gift from a deity. How can you play with it so casually? It should be enshrined, or at the very least, carefully stored away."

Seeing her mother say this, Le Junxi had no choice but to put the Luban lock away and place it in the best box.

In the following years, Ji Xia's name disappeared from Kyoto, and Ji Buli's name also vanished. Although there were people impersonating Ji Xia's disciples to swindle and deceive, without the proper credentials, they could only fool those who didn't know better.

On Le Junxi's sixteenth birthday, a grand banquet was held as usual, inviting guests from all directions. Ji Buli appeared at Le Junxi's birthday banquet carrying a sword. She looked no different from eleven years ago, or rather, she hadn't changed at all. She was still dressed in a blue robe, with a bright smile.

"I've come on behalf of my master to deliver a gift."

Ji Buli handed over the sword in his hand; the token at his waist was still very beautiful and translucent.

Upon seeing the person from eleven years ago reappear here, the Le family members immediately became "vigilant." The sword was in Le Junxi's hands, and he examined it carefully. He had to admit that the sword was indeed beautiful and sharp, with every part perfectly placed, making it arguably the most perfect sword in the world.

Yes, that's right. This is the sword that Ji Xia made over the past eleven years to pass the time. This is the best one.

Ji Buli walked over to Le Junxi and asked, "Do you like it?" Le Junxi nodded happily, and Ji Buli patted his head, "It's good that you like it."

After asking the questions, Ji Buli left the Shanbei Marquis's residence. After this, the reputation of the Shanbei Marquis's residence rose again. This was a rare Marquis's family that had received Ji Xia's "favor"!

After receiving the sword, Yue Junxi had an idea: to travel the world with the sword and meet the person who gave her the gift.

At this moment, Ji Buli had not left. She was sitting inside the carriage, while Ji Xixi, who had just joined the ranks, stood outside. Ji Xixi was dressed neatly, but she did not deliberately try to resemble any particular style; she was simply a clean-cut young lady from a respectable family.

At this moment, Ji Xixi lifted her skirt and walked into the car, sitting down next to Ji Buli, watching Ji Buli's reaction with great curiosity.

"Are you meeting your lover? Your little lover is still a minor!"

"you shut up!"

Ji Xixi already looked like that back then, but Ji Xia's memories hadn't been going on for long when she was awakened by a voice.

"Ji Xia! Watch out!"

Ji Xixi pressed the accelerator, but the vehicle's reserve fuel was actually insufficient, and they didn't know how much further it could travel after this trip. Therefore, they urgently needed personnel and materials.

The issue of materials isn't a major problem, but the issue of talent is. Previously, there was Hua Zhiluo, who could know everything, but now her whereabouts are unknown. The newly appeared An Ge might not be of much help either; perhaps she's just a prophet with a script.

"what are you doing?"

Ji Xia fastened her seatbelt as soon as she got in the car. She gripped the seatbelt tightly and looked at Ji Xixi next to her.

"I feel like I don't have enough fuel, so I've decided to get to the Dujing base before dawn."

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Ji Xia only said one sentence, but did not stop Ji Xixi's actions. Ji Xia couldn't recall anything at the moment, the bumpy road, and herself who was about to fall apart.

"This is absolutely amazing! ...Ughh ...