Huang Siyuan, seated below and watching the scene above, likewise sensed that something was amiss.
But before she could sort out the doubts in her heart, another figure had already appeared outside the pavilion.
"Sister Siyuan, have you been well!"
"Xuanyi..."
After confirming that the Li Xuanyi before her was no impostor, Huang Siyuan turned to glance at Song Qingming in the distant air. Only then did her expression gradually relax.
"Xuanyi, when did you return? Why hadn't you sent any word back all this time?
"And what is going on with your cultivation? Quickly tell me what exactly happened over these years. Did you encounter some opportunity again?"
Looking at the suddenly appeared Li Xuanyi, Huang Siyuan's face was filled with questions.
When she had seen Li Xuanyi and Song Qingming off all those years ago, Li Xuanyi had only been at the Nascent Soul Seventh Layer Peak.
Yet only a little over thirty years had passed, and when the two met again, Li Xuanyi's cultivation had actually surpassed Huang Siyuan's, reaching the Nascent Soul Ninth Layer.
Seeing such immense changes in her, curiosity also appeared in Huang Siyuan's eyes.
One had to know that once cultivation reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage, every step forward was no easy matter.
For Li Xuanyi to cultivate at such speed, she must have encountered some unexpected opportunity outside.
"Sister Siyuan is right. My husband and I only returned not long ago as well.
"A great many things did happen while we were away together, which delayed our return.
"Please do not worry, Sister. Listen while I explain it to you slowly."
"..."
While Huang Siyuan and Li Xuanyi chatted within the room, Song Qingming, standing in midair, had already fixed his gaze upon the ten figures before him.
The sects that