Situation
Hearing Liu Yiming's words, the three of Liu Shen naturally nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"Come, come. We haven't seen each other in a while, so let's have a proper chat." Without giving Lu Xiaotian a chance to refuse, Liu Yiming pulled him to the Immortal Stronghold's main camp. The Immortal Stronghold was not particularly large, and there was no Profound Immortal stationed there, though it had quite a few True Immortals. With Liu Yiming's strength, he was only at the middle-to-lower level among them. Even so, he had his own independent quarters inside the stronghold—a small barracks with restrictions laid outside to prevent others from spying.
As for the three of Liu Shen, they had gone to rest as soon as they arrived at the Immortal Stronghold. Arranging them into a team later was someone else's responsibility. Liu Yiming did not need to trouble himself with it.
"How has Zhu Xian Si been lately?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"She went out with her team. Otherwise, you could have seen her by now. Zhu Xian Si has been in danger several times recently. The tasks assigned from above are simply too heavy—nothing a few ordinary True Immortals like us leading a group of immortals can complete. Zhu Xian Si and I thought that bringing along a few more people would make things safer, so we sent someone to look for you at the time. But you weren't there. Zhu Xian Si and I nearly failed to make it back alive, running into danger several times. If you had been with us, the situation might have been completely different."
Liu Yiming gave a bitter laugh. After hearing him describe the situation in the Illusory Mist Marsh over this period, Lu Xiaotian learned that the Guiling Immortal Region and the Mukun Immortal Region