As we chatted about recent events in the Divine Court and the Great Wilderness, we had returned to the Sacred Hall before we knew it. Knowing we were coming back, Si Xiaoxian had brought Xu Jianjiao along and eagerly come outside to welcome us.
Si Xiaoxian no longer looked like that seven- or eight-year-old little girl. Not only was she as tall and slender as Han Shanshan, but her nobility and reserve were completely different from before. However, since the two of them had always addressed each other as sisters, that bond could not be erased. The moment they met, they threw their arms around each other in a tight embrace.
I was deeply moved as well. As for Xu Jianjiao, the moment she saw her revered teacher, Chen Xunhua, she knelt down and began recounting everything that had happened to her over the years. Chen Xunhua both scolded and comforted her at length. After all, she was his beloved disciple; it was only natural that she had endured hardships and suffered shocks along the way.
I watched them reunite without disturbing them. After all, they had crossed an entire great world to get here. Given the long journey and all they had experienced along the way, they must have endless things to say to each other.
When Zhu Dao Essence and Zhu Daohe saw me heading to the artifact-forging workshop, they followed along. There were also quite a few things brought down from the Divine Court aboard the red ship. Clearly, Han Shanshan had expected that she would be able to come to the Ghost God Realm, so she had brought over things unique to that place and utterly nonexistent in the Ghost God Realm.
I instructed a group of attendants to carry the items down carefully and put