On the long street, Mu Zixi, who had been boredly waiting while holding Frost Lord, suddenly spotted a familiar figure ahead.
Just as he had suddenly vanished, this time, he had suddenly returned.
"Xu Xiaoshou!" The little girl waved excitedly.
"I'm still here?" Xu Xiaoshou looked around and discovered that he had not reappeared in the direction of the First Hall of Sin, but not far from where his junior sister had vanished earlier.
So, the Ancient Past Forget-Worry Pavilion was not fixed in one location.
His encounter with it at the First Hall of Sin last time had been a coincidence. This time, too, he had entered it at random? Just as Ba Zunan had said, after fighting Wen Ting, he had entered it in an alley on his way home?
"Rootless as drifting duckweed, yet rich enough to rival a nation..."
Xu Xiaoshou gave Kong Yuhen a perfectly accurate one-line assessment.
"Chirp—"
Frost Lord greeted him from afar, earnestly conveying that while Xu Xiaoshou had been away, he had diligently protected the little girl beside him.
"Xu Xiaoshou, did you break through?" Mu Zixi ran over, touching him here and looking him over there.
"What do you think?" Xu Xiaoshou smiled.
"I don't think that's possible. You were only gone for less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick..."
"What, an incense stick?" Xu Xiaoshou was startled.
He clearly felt that several days had passed while he was breaking through.
Even if that had been an illusion, afterward, while testing his combat strength, he had exchanged a few blows with Ba Zunan and Kong Yuhen.
Most of a day had passed just like that.
How had less than an incense stick's worth of time passed for Mu Zixi? "Yeah, is there a problem?" Mu Zixi