Spirit Transformation?
Deity Transformation Heavenly Monarch!
Han Lin's heart churned like an overturned sea, his mind blank as countless thoughts whirled wildly.
Yet unexpectedly, he did not seem overly shocked. Instead, he felt that this was only natural, as though he had long been mentally prepared.
"Junior Martial Uncle,"
"Junior Martial Uncle, it has been many years."
Han Lin sighed.
Rather than treating a Heavenly Monarch like a deity as ordinary cultivators did—Mu Tianxue, for instance—he spoke naturally as an old acquaintance.
The two of them had always been like this.
The friendship of gentlemen was pale as water. Neither had ever sheltered the other, and profit and sentiment had never been mixed together.
This bond even surpassed that aged voice.
Indeed, if there ever came a day when something had to be entrusted to someone, Han Lin would not choose him. He would choose this voice that had abruptly appeared in his heart instead, though the other party did not regard him as a friend, merely as an old acquaintance he knew somewhat well.
"It has indeed been many years. You have advanced to Nascent Soul True Lord. Very good. Among the old acquaintances from the Yue Kingdom, only one or two of us remain."
"The others will be difficult to see again."
Jiang Ding nodded.
The two reminisced for a while, recalling many events from the past, both filled with emotion.
"Junior Martial Uncle,"
Han Lin cupped his hands and said, "I am willing to make this deal."
"Oh? You will not ask what the reward is?"
"This is a matter of risking your life."
Jiang Ding spoke seriously.
"I will not hide it from you either. This matter is dangerous. If you are discovered by the Six Paths Sect's Nascent Soul cultivators and besieged by several of