Laqi paid a visit to Liu Zheng.
The young man was rather nervous. After all, he was visiting a fourth-rank cultivator.
Still, it did not count as a breach of etiquette. He was, after all, a young master of Wushen Mountain. Though his master had already kicked the bucket, his branch was still alive, and everything that ought to be there was still there.
"Come in. You're Laqi, right? From Wushen Mountain." Liu Zheng received Laqi in his own cave abode.
No, he could not call him Liu Zheng. He now called himself "Kavalung." Supposedly, it was from his own language, but his civilization had already been destroyed, so Laqi did not know what Kavalung meant. Still, he could just pronounce it as it was pronounced. Everyone could understand Yayan.
They were complete strangers, yet even so, Kavalung could see why Laqi had come. He carefully examined this young master of Wushen Mountain.
Thus, Laqi said, "Yes, Senior Kavalung. I am Laqi. My background should have been written in the visiting card already."
"A young master of Wushen Mountain? Not bad. More likable than Human Path, at least. You sent me a visiting card before, but it did not state your purpose. What have you come to see me for?" Kavalung asked.
Laqi did not immediately ask his question. Instead, he observed the cave abode around him.
This cave abode was not within the world, but in the void of the extraterritorial universe. It floated in the middle of a desolate cosmic hollow, drifting through the starry sky in Brownian motion.
However, because everything within five hundred million light-years was utterly empty, no matter how it underwent Brownian motion, it would never collide with anything. The temperature here was also close to absolute zero.
This residence truly stood in a