Back when they parted, Sword Immortal Jiang Qingyao's fate had been uncertain. She had been placed inside the Nurturing Life Furnace and crossed the sea into the distance, with no word of her ever since.
Meeting again today, Wang Xuan was deeply moved. There was the joy of reunion, as well as gratitude for surviving the calamity and being able to meet again in the new Supernatural Great Universe.
He had far too much to say, yet for a moment, none of it could leave his lips. As he gazed at the miniature Sword Immortal, all his words turned helplessly into laughter.
"Don't laugh!" Sword Immortal Jiang Qingyao's little face was stern, but she herself was about to lose control. Two hundred and thirty-seven years had passed, yet she was still this tiny. How was she supposed to bear that?
The more she emphasized it and kept a straight little face, the more Wang Xuan wanted to laugh.
He did not immediately ask about their old friends. He did not want to break the warm atmosphere before them.
"Still laughing?!" Jiang Qingyao wanted to display the majesty of a Peerless Sword Immortal.
Yet in Wang Xuan's eyes, she looked entirely different. Her cheeks were puffed out, and she was adorably fierce, utterly incapable of intimidating anyone.
In the end, even she gave up. Her stiff little face crumpled at once. She could not even manage to look vicious; instead, she looked as though she were acting cute.
"This is truly hateful! I've gone through another childhood, I'm so unlucky. Life has so many splendid moments, yet I have to experience growing up from childhood three times!" With her cheeks puffed out, she voiced her dissatisfaction with life.
Yet Wang Xuan found it difficult to sympathize with this reverse growth. It