For three days, torrential rain had fallen from the heavens, then paused for a day. The mountains, rivers, and earth of the human world seemed like Bring in the Wine.
On the mountain once called "White Peak," now known as Qi Yun Mountain, Gu Can was temporarily resting. He sent a flying sword message to Liu Chicheng, who loved to swagger through the streets: There was something to discuss; come here for a talk.
Flattered beyond measure, Liu Chicheng hurriedly set out from the Immortal Family Inn in Chuzhou City the moment he received the message, not daring to delay for even an instant. Before departing, Pavilion Master Liu had deliberately changed back into that pink Daoist robe. As an uncle-master, he had to lend his nephew some face, lest he look shabby before outsiders and make Gu Can lose face. Yet when he arrived at the geomantically blessed place called Qi Yun Mountain, apart from Gu Can, there was only the maidservant abducted from the Savage World, standing with him beside a cliff halfway up the mountain. Liu Chicheng was somewhat baffled. Descending from the clouds, he did not dare complain, but could not help asking, "Gu Can, are you bored staying here and looking for your uncle-master to drink with?"
Gu Can said, "Someone specifically asked to see you."
Liu Chicheng sneered. "What airs. Specifically asked to see me?"
Gu Can suddenly cupped his hands toward the space beyond the cliff, lowered his head, and said solemnly, "Gu Can pays respects to Patriarch."
Liu Chicheng turned around without even raising his head, immediately dropped to his knees, and performed a full kowtow. "This disciple pays respects to Venerable Master."
A moment later, the Savage Female Cultivator covered her mouth and giggled endlessly. Only then did Liu Chicheng, still