Though tens of thousands of years was a long time, to cultivators at the Immortal King and Golden Immortal realms, it was merely a portion of their lengthy lives.
A thread of reasoning in Xu Chunniang's mind was growing ever clearer.
Whether the story of Peacock Immortal and Qiongqi was true or false, the fact that they had once been entangled was beyond doubt.
Little Orange was, in all likelihood, the bloodline of those two Quasi-Saints.
As the direct descendant of two Quasi-Saints, Little Orange's talent should not have been limited to this, much less should she have ended up in the Mortal Realm.
Who knew what had happened in between?
She thanked Fire Li Immortal King. "Thank you for telling me all this. I already have some leads on that old acquaintance's whereabouts. I hope you will not let today's conversation between us leak out."
If her guess was correct, Little Orange had most likely been taken to the Sixth Heaven by the disciples of that Quasi-Saint.
"Rest assured, I know what to do."
Fire Li Immortal King nodded solemnly. "Our conversation concerns two Quasi-Saints. It could be called deeply disrespectful. If the disciples of that Quasi-Saint in the Sixth Heaven learned of it, I would definitely stir up a hornet's nest."
He was only an Immortal King. Though Venerable Taiyi stood behind him, needlessly provoking a powerful enemy and bringing trouble to his master might well earn him his master's displeasure.
He had struggled so hard to obtain everything he had today. How could he let a careless remark destroy it all in one stroke?
"Then I can rest easy."
Xu Chunniang let out a breath. Little Orange's background was even more astonishing than she had imagined.
The person who had abducted Little Orange had most likely acted