Afraid that Lin Qi might give herself away, Dai Jun told her quite a bit along the way.
For instance, about Dai Jun's current circumstances, and about her background.
Amid great fanfare, she was carried to the Flying Immortal Stage before the Flying Immortal Pavilion. Lin Qi instantly sensed countless powerful auras, and her chest abruptly tightened.
Lin Qi had not experienced such an unfamiliar feeling in many years.
The last time seemed to have been when she had first entered the sect.
Back then, when she looked up, the high platform was filled with mighty senior cultivators, every one of them possessing formidable cultivation.
Lin Qi had spent decades climbing to the summit, standing shoulder to shoulder with them—or surpassing them.
Now, she stood upon a new battlefield.
Everything began anew.
The party welcoming Dai Jun was enormous. The vast Flying Immortal Stage was packed with people. At their head stood a beautiful female cultivator whose brows carried a trace of authority.
Dai Jun's features somewhat resembled hers, though her temperament held more gentleness and quiet grace.
Lin Qi had long received information from Dai Jun and knew that the woman before her was Dai Jun's eldest sister, Dai Rong.
She was also the current Vice Pavilion Master of the Flying Immortal Pavilion.
Unhurriedly stepping down from the sedan chair, Lin Qi stared at Dai Jun's face and slowly saluted. "Elder Sister, after ten years, we sisters have finally met again."
As she spoke, her voice choked slightly, and her eyes reddened.
Dai Rong's face also revealed a touch of emotion. She quickly reached out to help Dai Jun up. "Third Sister, I never expected that once we parted, it would be ten years... Elder Sister has missed you dearly as well."
Taking a yard after gaining an inch,