Chapter 128: Confession To Evernight
Afterward, Igaris returned to his residence and allowed himself a rare moment of rest. His body, still heavy from his previous exertions, eased into a calm state as he drew in slow, measured breaths. The quiet of the room brought peace, and the spiritual energies within his inner world circulated on their own, aiding his recovery.
Nearby, Founder Jian had chosen a place just beyond the main chamber. There, in a quiet corner of the residence, he sat in deep meditation, not only restoring his vitality but also keeping silent watch over his new master. To him, this role was no burden. Having carried the weight of the sect’s legacy for centuries, this duty felt lighter, purer in purpose.
It was not about submission. It was about worthiness.
Jian Longchen had seen it. The power sleeping within Igaris was not ordinary. No mere genius or chosen one, but something greater, something fate itself whispered about.
He was certain that this young man would not only defy the heavens, but force them to kneel.
Elsewhere in the residence, Igaris sensed a familiar restlessness. Without delay, he summoned her.
In a swirl of dim silver light and shadow, Evernight appeared. Her posture was poised, her every movement laced with grace and restrained power. Her long, white gown shimmered like midnight waters under starlight, and her sharp gaze betrayed no joy.
She appeared in the room without a word and seated herself on the plush couch, crossing one leg over the other, arms folded, chin raised.
"That’s it," she declared coldly. "I am not going back inside you anytime soon. I have decided. I will live in this world for some time."
Igaris chuckled softly. His voice carried the warmth of both fondness and amusement.
"No problem, Calypso. You may stay however you like."