At the foot of the mountain, Huo Xing'Er watched as the Divine Punishment Brush was about to complete its final stroke, and she braced herself. However, just as the confining array drawn by the Divine Punishment Brush was on the verge of completion, she fainted. She had just struck a pose to flee, with the Divine Punishment Brush about to finish its last stroke…
「Far away in the Illusion Sect, Ji Youyuan was talking to Ji Youbo.」
"Counting the days, Second Brother should have received my letter many days ago," Ji Youyuan said. "He should be on his way to the Illusion Sect by now. His fate is rather star-crossed; who knows how many tribulations he'll have to endure to reach the Illusion Sect on his own!"
Ji Youyuan had just finished speaking when Ji Youbo, who was still pushing his wheelchair from behind, quickly understood his implied meaning.
