Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 1229 - 1229 1215 Self-Blame

Chapter 1229: Chapter 1215: Self-Blame Chapter 1229: Chapter 1215: Self-Blame Song Xizhi boarded the Sunset Ship bound for Sacred Spirit Island, sitting by the window, watching the setting sun about to dip below the horizon.

It wasn’t easy, using all sorts of connections just to get on this ship, not knowing whether Yun’er was aboard or if she had already set sail for Sacred Spirit Island. He was extremely worried because Yun’er was alone. If something really happened, what could be done?

Wu Jingge came over with some food, knowing what Song Xizhi was worried about. He had to follow Song Xizhi; he couldn’t let him go to Sacred Spirit Island alone. “You should eat something first. In a bit, I’ll take Yun’er’s portrait and search floor by floor. If she is indeed on this ship, I’ll definitely find her.”

Song Xizhi said, “Wait for me, I’ll go with you.” He took the food that Wu Jingge handed to him.

Wu Jingge also sat down, poured two cups of tea, gave one to Song Xizhi, and said, “Yun’er is smarter than most people. You don’t need to worry; she’ll definitely be fine.”

“That’s all I can hope for, wishing she’s on this ship.” It was only after boarding that Song Xizhi learned how unsettled the situation was around the Thirty-Six Islands, making it incredibly hard to secure a ticket to Sacred Spirit Island.

“She should have told me,” he murmured.

“Didn’t you say it yourself? She didn’t know how to face you, so she decided to leave secretly.”

Song Xizhi could only sigh. These past days had been exhausting. Ships to Sacred Spirit Island were scarce, one sailed only every few days, and tickets were especially difficult to obtain.

“Did you find out what’s going on in Sacred Spirit City?” asked Song Xizhi.

“Just like Qing’er said, they defeated Qiandu Xiang. However, the Sacred Spirit Stone seems to have been stolen by a gang leader known as the Local Serpent, but where it went, we still don’t know.”

“Any news about that young man?” Naturally, Song Xizhi was referring to Ye Chen.

Wu Jingge shook his head. They had virtually no communication with the people from the Thirty-Six Islands; how could they possibly know what was happening on Sacred Spirit Island?

“After we eat, let’s look around,” Song Xizhi said, also hoping to encounter some luck.

Yun’er had finally boarded the ship, more excited than anyone else. She brought back a pile of delicious food, seemingly because she would soon see that monkey, the one she mistook to be dead for half a year.

The Black Demonic Spirit said coldly, “Maybe he thought you were married and went off to marry someone himself.”

Yun’er did not get along with the Black Demonic Spirit. She knew that after the incident on the peninsula where she mistook him for a lecher, he still held a grudge and said, “Impossible. If he wanted to marry, he would have done so long ago. Besides, he doesn’t have a partner.”

After constantly hearing from the Red Demonic Spirit these days that Nangong Yan was dead, Ye Chen had no other partner.

“That’s hard to say, though. Even though Nangong Yan is gone, I know that Ouyang Yue is also very interested in him,” the Black Demonic Spirit wouldn’t miss the chance to stir trouble.

Yun’er said, “Ouyang Yue is the current master of Sacred Spirit Island.”

“Of course, she admires Ye Chen a great deal,” he replied.

“Even so, it’s not possible for them to be together so soon,” Guo Yuyun confidently stated.

“That’s debatable. Now that you’re betrothed, he might have been spurred by that and might be wanting to marry too.”

“The monkey wouldn’t do that. When it comes to matters of the heart, he’s not so casual,” Yun’er found her confidence in the letters from her sister.

“Ha, you don’t think he would stay alone all his life for you, do you? I believe that’s absolutely not possible. You had Wei Yiling before, and he still forgot about her. You are just a passerby in his life, not as important as you think,” he mocked.

Stunned by the words, Yun’er retorted, “Do I have a feud with you? Why must you provoke me like this?”

“No, I’m just telling you the fact so you don’t get overly excited and then end up heartbroken later.”

Guo Yuyun, gnawing on a chicken drumstick, called out, “Red Demonic Spirit, come and eat.”

The Black Demonic Spirit was not so courteous; after turning around for most of the day, he finally boarded the Sunset Ship and was starving. He just wanted a good meal and a good sleep, not thinking about anything else.

“Don’t be so happy so soon. Even if he hasn’t gotten involved with another woman, he might have become a monk and won’t be with you anyway.”

Guo Yuyun strode over and said, “Even while eating, you can’t keep your mouth shut, can you?”

“Why do I feel that you are so heartless?”

“How am I heartless?”

The Black Demonic Spirit said, “Aren’t you heartless enough! Leaving a guy you’re supposed to marry hanging, running off to Sacred Spirit Island, you manage to do it so excitedly. If you had any feelings, you wouldn’t think your actions were so despicable. He’s been so good to you, and you just left him behind.”

Looking at the Black Demonic Spirit, Guo Yuyun realized he was right. How could she have run off as if nothing had happened? She had no idea how Song Xizhi was doing, and she suddenly felt exceedingly guilty.

“I bet that poor guy is baffled, to encounter someone like you who takes fleeing a marriage so lightly. I really am impressed by you,” he continued.

“I truly don’t have those feelings for him,” Guo Yuyun said.

“If there’s no such feeling, then why did you agree to marry someone? Aren’t you toying with them?”

“I didn’t toy with him, I thought Ye Chen was dead, and the family was so happy, thinking life could go on, so I agreed. If I had known Ye Chen was still alive, I wouldn’t have made this decision.”

“It seems true enough, but I feel sorry for the lad. How unlucky to have met someone like you and end up so heartbroken.”

Upon hearing this, Guo Yuyun fell into deep thought, clearly starting to feel guilty. She had indeed left in too much of a hurry and should have made arrangements.

“I don’t think there’s anything more crushing to a man’s pride than having his bride-to-be run away from the wedding.”

Guo Yuyun retorted, “You don’t understand anything. I did run away, but it was because I didn’t know Ye Chen was still alive when I agreed to marry him.”

“So, do you have no feelings for him at all?”

Having no feelings for him, of course, was a lie. She started to reminisce, thinking back on everything that had happened during this time. Song Xizhi had genuinely brought her a lot of happiness, but she couldn’t deceive him. If she really married him and later realized she loved someone else, that would be the greatest injustice to Song Xizhi, especially since that person was still alive.

“Ah, what is this thing called love in this world?”

“Could you not sigh and moan over there?”

Black Demonic Spirit grabbed a grilled chicken leg and went off to nibble on it.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and Black Demonic Spirit quickly went to open it.

Two young men entered, with Wu Jingge in the lead about to ask, “Excuse me, do you have any…” but he stopped mid-sentence.

Guo Yuyun, seeing Song Xizhi, stood up with a dumbfounded look and said, “How did you guys get here?”

Wu Jingge, as if he had just exhaled in relief, said, “Oh my god, we’ve finally found you.” It was a moment of clarity for him.

Song Xizhi was also stunned. Seeing her sitting with two middle-aged men who looked somewhat presentable, he was shocked. Who exactly were they?

Black Demonic Spirit was also somewhat stunned, observing the two young men who walked in with an air of nobility about them and the elegance of their attire, it was clear they were of high status.

Guo Yuyun hurriedly urged, “Come in first and then talk.”

Black Demonic Spirit moved to the other side, giving up two seats for them and asked, “And who might these two gentlemen be?”

Guo Yuyun pointed and said with exceptional reservation, “Song Xizhi.” He clearly exuded a natural nobility. Then pointing to the young man beside him, she said, “Wu Jingge.” Although their clothing was not very conspicuous, one could tell that the latter was the servant of the former.

Song Xizhi, upon seeing Yun’er, felt a surge of emotion but was not adept at expressing himself and was still somewhat in disbelief.

Wu Jingge had always thought Yun’er was alone; how did she end up with two old men? He felt some dissonance and asked, “And these gentlemen are?”

Yun’er indicated Old Hei and said, “He’s Black Demonic Spirit.” Black Demonic Spirit was watching Song Xizhi closely, wondering if the lad was about to explode. If he really did, he’d have to think of a way to save the day.

Then pointing to Old Red, she said, “This is Red Demonic Spirit.”

During their time together, Song Xizhi and Guo Yuyun had talked a lot about the past, including people they knew, which of course included mention of Red Demonic Spirit.

Song Xizhi knew that Red Demonic Spirit was a spirit without a physical body and asked, “Does Red Demonic Spirit have a body?”

Guo Yuyun recovered and explained the matter of Red Demonic Spirit acquiring a body, then poured tea for the two men. But the teapot didn’t have much water left, so she called out, “Old Hei, go fetch a pot of tea water.”

Black Demonic Spirit shouted, “Old Red, you go.” He seemed very interested in what they would talk about next. He now understood that the two men had come chasing after the marriage and expected the upcoming conversation to be interesting; he didn’t want to miss such a good opportunity.

Red Demonic Spirit stood up, took the teapot, and went outside.

Black Demonic Spirit leisurely peeled peanuts, watching the noble-born boy’s facial expressions. He was incredibly serene, which Black Demonic Spirit found unbelievable. If it had been him, he would have lost his temper by now. Running away the night before the wedding was a disgrace for a man, let alone for another man—it was pure humiliation.

Song Xizhi was unprepared; he had not expected to really meet Yun’er on this ship and hadn’t thought about what to say to her.

Yun’er felt ashamed, but she was calmer than Song Xizhi, knowing that this confrontation was inevitable and had to be addressed sooner or later.

“Do you realize how scared we were? We thought you were alone, and your sister was extremely worried,” Wu Jingge said, needing someone to break the silence as the tension grew too heavy.

“Yes, I’m sorry for worrying you, I didn’t think too much at the time.”

“At least you could have let us know.”

“Didn’t I have He Xibai send you a letter?”

“Ha, as if that counts as letting us know,” Wu Jingge said with an obvious tone of accusation.