Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden!
One of the strongest among the True Immortals!
What left Lin Xuan even more at a loss was that this information had somehow, inexplicably, surfaced in his mind.
Could it be that he really was Huayu?
Such a bizarre scene seemed as if it could only be explained this way.
But to be fair, Lin Xuan was deeply resistant to this identity.
I am me. What does that Huayu have to do with me?
He shook his head, flinging away those jumbled thoughts. If it was fortune, it was not disaster; if it was disaster, there was no dodging it. What had to be faced would always have to be faced.
Lin Xuan was not a cultivator who deceived himself, and besides, there were more important matters before him.
So he quickly pulled his thoughts back.
Turning his gaze, Lin Xuan's eyes fell upon the other True Immortal.
This was an old man with white beard and white brows, all smiles and kindly cheer, dressed in a bright red robe embroidered all over, in large and small characters, with the word "fortune" in gold-thread stitching.
At a glance, he looked much like the God of Longevity in New Year paintings, benevolent to the extreme. Yet from him, Lin Xuan likewise smelled the aura of danger.
The arrival of two True Immortals naturally drew endless hostility.
However, the old man who looked like the God of Longevity did not care in the slightest. Instead, he cupped his hands in every direction, his face full of smiles. "Everyone, there is no need to be hostile. I, Tianfu Old Ancestor, have no interest in becoming enemies with your Three Thousand Worlds. Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden and I have come here, rather, to help everyone."
Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden!
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