After Zhu Fengchun left, Ji Yun sat silently on the cloud couch for a long while, his expression shifting between light and shadow.
Then he suddenly rose to his feet, left the room, and passed through corridor after corridor in the labyrinthine Azure Cloud Palace. At last, he arrived at a secluded and elegant courtyard.
A cinnamon tree as thick as two people embracing stood in the courtyard. Beneath it sat an old man in hemp clothes with snow-white hair.
The old man's eyes were tightly shut. His left cheek was covered in wrinkles, its sallow skin mottled with age spots.
Yet the skin on his right cheek was rosy and taut, brimming with the vigor of life.
It was exceedingly strange.
"Disciple Ji Yun..."
Ji Yun bowed deeply and respectfully. "Greetings, Martial Grand Uncle!"
This old man in hemp clothes was not only Ji Yun's elder, but also a Dao attainment cultivator. His cultivation ranked among the foremost in the entire Azure Cloud Alliance, and his strength was unfathomable.
Yet he normally lived in seclusion within the Azure Cloud Palace, cultivating without involving himself in the affairs of the Azure Cloud Alliance, like an idle cloud or a wild crane.
His status was extraordinarily transcendent.
If not for sheer necessity, Ji Yun would not have wished to disturb this Martial Grand Uncle.
"Hmm?"
The old man in hemp clothes slowly opened his eyes.
One of the old cultivator's eyes was murky and clouded, while the other was bright and spirited.
He examined Ji Yun, who was kneeling prostrate on the ground, and said, "So it's Ji Yun. What is it?"
"Martial Grand Uncle!"
Ji Yun immediately recounted the entire affair in meticulous detail.
He neither embellished anything nor glossed over the important parts. Even his coveting of the shapeshifting