Year's end arrived, winter snow whirled through the air.
Inside the loft, Gu An poured tea for Ye Lan while she recounted her experiences in the Branch Sect.
After many years apart, Ye Lan carried herself even more like a Great Cultivator. Spirit Transformation cultivators could hold power anywhere across the continent, and the aura around her naturally grew stronger with each passing day.
It made Gu An find her even more captivating.
The little girl who had once trailed after him, always clinging to him, had now become someone who stood above tens of thousands. Beyond his sentimentality, his heart brimmed with pride.
Her experiences in the Branch Sect were nothing more than struggles for power and profit. With Lu Baitian having put in a word beforehand, she had always emerged victorious from one contest after another. Overall, her path had been smooth sailing.
After speaking of her own experiences, she asked Gu An how he had lived these past years.
"Growing flowers and plants, playing chess, teasing the disciples when there's nothing to do. I've lived quite freely," Gu An said with a smile as he looked at Ye Lan.
Ye Lan raised her brows. "Who is that young lady downstairs?"
You've wanted to ask that for a long time, haven't you?
That was what Gu An thought, but he said aloud, "Her identity is far from simple. I'll only tell you, so you mustn't spread it around!"
The loft was protected by restrictions, enough to block the spying of cultivators below the Spirit Transformation realm, so he was not afraid of Ji Xiaoyu overhearing.
Ye Lan nodded expressionlessly.
Gu An took a deep breath and said, "Her name is Ji Xiaoyu. You understand now, right?"
Ye Lan frowned. "Wasn't Ji Xiaoyu already dead?"
Ji Xiaoyu had once