"Yes, Sister He Qianyao, we will miss you."
The two divine warrior girls hugged He Qianyao, clearly feeling reluctant to part.
He Qianyao held the two young divine warriors in her arms, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She too found it hard to let them go, knowing that it would be unknown when they might meet again.
"Don't be sad. When you miss me, come to the Cultivation World to find us. If we have the chance, we'll come to see you too..." He Qianyao said, trying to control her tears while comforting the two young divine warriors.
At this moment, Ding Fan saw this scene and couldn't help feeling a bit inexplicably melancholic, but he said nothing...
Finally, the two divine warrior girls turned to Ye Ningbing, for whom they felt the closest bond in the Cultivation World. Their tears turned their faces into blossoms adorned with dew as they looked at Ye Ningbing, and one of them said:
"Sister Ningbing, can we not part? Can you come to the Divine Realm with us?"
