That girl was Qin Xin's disciple, and could be considered familiar with him as well. Yet back in the Human World, the only deep impression she had left on him was of being sharp-tongued and quick-witted; in the path of cultivation, she had shown no special talent. Her current cultivation was only at Dongxuan, so how could she possibly have seen through his movements?
Astonishment, and still more astonishment.
As the saying went, after three days apart, one should look at a scholar with new eyes; the ancients truly had not deceived him. If he had not guessed wrong, Wu Yun'er must have had some extraordinary fortuitous encounter over the years as well.
Thinking this, Lin Xuan could hardly continue hiding his tracks. Now that he had already confirmed the guess in his heart, and since old friends were reunited, he had intended to come out and meet them in the first place.
Even if Wu Yun'er had called out his whereabouts, it was merely somewhat unexpected, and he would not feel any annoyance or impropriety over it.
As for the other side, Wu Yun'er's single remark drew the gazes of everyone present over.
There was actually someone watching from beside them?
Whooshing sounds entered their ears as several people had already summoned their treasures.
The current Baisuan Pavilion was in conflict with another sect, and the enemy was strong while they were weak. No wonder they were so jumpy that every blade of grass and tree seemed like an enemy soldier.
For a moment, even the air seemed to congeal.
Just as everyone was wavering uncertainly, a sigh entered their ears, yet it carried an indescribable joy. Then a flash of azure light appeared, and a cultivator emerged before their eyes.
He looked only just over twenty, exceedingly young.