For an instant, Lin Xuan felt dazed, almost thinking he had mistaken her for someone else.
Meng Ruyan!
Lin Xuan had never dreamed he would reunite with an old friend here.
Fairy Ruyan, back in the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces, had indeed been extraordinary, hailed as the number-one female cultivator of the Human World.
But the Spirit World was completely different.
Several thousand years ago, she had only been at the mid Lihe stage when she had ascended to the Spirit World together with him through the Teleportation Array on Penglai Mountain.
Yet the two had been separated by accident, and for a thousand years, they had never met again.
Meng Ruyan had once sworn sisterhood with him. Lin Xuan was not a heartless, faithless cultivator, so of course he had thought about searching for her whereabouts.
But the Spirit World was vast and boundless; the planes alone, great and small, numbered in the hundreds.
Without even the slightest clue, this was far harder than fishing a needle from the sea.
Moreover, the Spirit World was full of foul winds and rains of blood. Meng Ruyan was not like Wang Tinglou, who had a powerful protector. A cultivator at the mid Lihe stage was naturally transcendent and removed from the mundane in the Human World, but in the Spirit World, she was not worth mentioning.
If her luck had been even slightly poor, it would not have been strange even if she had fallen.
Of course, this was merely thinking from the worst possible angle.
Compared with cultivators native to the Spirit World, Ascended Cultivators all had something exceptional about them. Meng Ruyan was most likely still alive and well, only no one knew in which corner she was.
The difficulty of finding someone was far too absurd. Lin Xuan