The Wait

Di Fuyi circled the Fiery Bird three times just to make sure that it was really dead. He finally gave up, knowing that it would never come back alive.

The mussel was stunned at the sight of the dead, solidified bird. "Without the bird, how is my master going to come back up?" The mussel was at the verge of crying.

Bai Ze was still hopeful about the situation. "This cannot be the only one. Usually, the bird comes in a pair. If there is one at heaven, the other one must be in the mortal world. The one here is dead due to the catastrophe, but the one down there should not be affected. It should still be alive. There is still hope for her to come back."

The mussel was relieved but was not entirely satisfied with the answer. "That will take another five months. Once she descends, she has to stay for at least six months in the mortal world," the mussel complained.