ARRIVING AT THE other end of the forest, he arrived at the Sirin Grave Sect with the little girl in his hand, sleeping soundly. Ever since he got closer to the sect, the little girl gradually came to stop crying in pain while her figure became more condensed than it was—unlike before—she was fading from existence.
Although he was a ruthless person in the past, it was different now. This little girl had a kind heart. Such an innocent little girl, he could not bear not to help her.
The more he traveled around the world, the more he came closer to these realizations in life even though he was already this strong. And the more he realized these things, the more his thoughts over things were changing.
Nevertheless, he still had to take her to the sect master, her cousin. After all, if there was anyone who knew more about the little girl's circumstances, it could only be her.