"Young friend, we meet again!"
Before long, Xuan Yin met Zhen Yuanzi. Besides Zhen Yuanzi, he also saw the legendary Primordial World's nicest man—Hong Yun!
Perhaps having learned something from the Wu Clan, Zhen Yuanzi had stayed by Hong Yun's side and never let him out of his sight. With the mysteries of the Book of Earth, Hong Yun had yet to perish.
"Greetings, Great Immortal Zhen Yuan!"
"Greetings, Senior Hong Yun!"
Hearing this, Xuan Yin hurriedly greeted them both. Yet his gaze could not help lingering on Daoist Hong Yun and the gourd at his waist.
There was no need to say much about Daoist Hong Yun. He was the Primordial True Realm's famous nice guy, its foremost unlucky fellow, and the only one who had obtained Primordial Violet Qi during the three lectures at Violet Firmament Palace yet failed to become a Sage.
Meanwhile, the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd at his waist and the Water-Fire Gourd in Xuan Yin's hand had both come from the Innate Gourd Vine nurtured atop Buzhou Mountain.
Seeing Xuan Yin's gaze land on Daoist Hong Yun, Zhen Yuanzi immediately said, "Speaking of which, this humble daoist owes young friend a favor. Had that Other-Self Incarnation not allowed this humble daoist to learn some matters of the future, Fellow Daoist Hong Yun might already have suffered calamity!"
Xuan Yin could not help but freeze.
He had assumed Daoist Hong Yun was still alive because of the Wu Clan, but he had not expected it to be because of that Other-Self Incarnation in the Journey to the West World.
Back then, when his consciousness had entered the world evolved by the Grand Pure Sage and he had broken through to the True Immortal realm, he had relied on the power of Refining False into True