The two ventured deep underground.
"Your name is Li Tianming? And hers?" Chen Tianyong's eyes were complicated as he looked at the purple-haired young girl.
He had never expected that the vicious ghost from before had transformed from such a delicate-looking young girl. The contrast was rather immense.
"Zi Zhen," Li Tianming said.
"I'll remember that." Chen Tianyong nodded. "Tianming, you don't need to call me Senior. I'm only a few years older than you. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Yong."
"No problem." Li Tianming smiled and asked, "How do you feel now?"
If possible, Li Tianming truly wanted to make friends with many people and build mutual trust, Chen Tianyong included.
"Better than ever before. It feels like I've been reborn, like I'm dreaming. What I fear most now is suddenly waking up and discovering that it was all false," Chen Tianyong said.
"Impossible. Dreaming means your astral soul has flown into the alien realm, but your astral soul is still right above your head." Li Tianming laughed.
"Yes, yes." Chen Tianyong nodded.
Along the way, whether he breathed, cultivated, or leaped about, he was savoring the feeling of being alive.
"Tianming, are you a disciple of Myriadpath Valley?" Chen Tianyong asked.
"Yes." Li Tianming nodded.
"Then your identity absolutely cannot be exposed. The waters of the alien abyss run very deep. Your approach is right—no one can know that you can cure alien exhaustion," Chen Tianyong said.
"Yeah." Li Tianming gave a bitter smile. "Actually, I want to save as many people as possible. Alien exhaustion is simply too cruel, and it would be even better if I could earn some compensation as well. Unfortunately, this world isn't as simple as imagined. To save people, you need a method. You have to stay hidden and