Jiang Ding returned to the Immortal Sect and once again entered the solar orbit, a trace of nostalgia appearing in his eyes.
Having cultivated for many years, he had trained in many places—the Northern Plains, the Thunderflame Domain, the Caihua Divine Light Domain, the Sealed Spirit Absolute Domain. Many of them had been wonderful, beautiful places.
But if there was one place most fit to be called home, it was the place before him.
"Sword Son!"
From the Great Sun Heavenly Pool, Yue hurriedly flew over, her sparkling eyes fixed upon the Great Sun Sword Son with boundless anticipation.
The last time she had seen the Great Sun Sword Son, he had promised that when he next saw the Great Sun Heavenly Pool, he would elevate her into a Heavenly Being Grade Inherited King Artifact.
"Yue."
"You really have no conscience."
Jiang Ding curled his lips. "I've been gone for so many years, yet you didn't even pretend to ask how I'd been doing, whether I was well or not."
"Are you still a good spirit?"
He sounded somewhat dissatisfied.
"Hehe!"
"What's there to ask?"
"Sword Son, since you're still alive and haven't been beaten to death, you must be doing very well and living very happily."
Yue was utterly unconcerned and spoke disdainfully.
"Likewise,"
"Since you haven't been beaten to death, you must be very rich!"
Yue's eyes gleamed as she shouted.
She was making it plain: no excuses, and he was not allowed to forget his previous promise.
As a pragmatic array spirit, she had spent these tens of thousands of years living meekly and submissively. Whenever she met someone, she would bow and scrape, speaking gently and kindly, incomparably soft and without the slightest temper. Whoever sought her help, she would always appear more than willing, having