Every cultivator in the Cultivation World was brimming with curiosity about the Immortal Realm. So Brother Wen Jian had no reason to doubt Ling Tian's questions, and he answered everything truthfully without hiding a thing. After hearing his explanation, they learned that even the supreme Immortal Spirit Palace was merely a "servant" of the Immortal Realm. Still, the thought of receiving guidance from its immortals put them at ease.
"By the way, Brother Wen Jian, it's so difficult for immortals to descend to the Lower Realm. Have any come down in the last thousand years?" Ling Tian asked obliquely, naturally hoping to learn whether anyone from the Immortal Realm had come to hunt him down.
Brother Wen Jian pondered for a moment, then shook his head firmly. "No!"
"Ling Tian, that question of yours was a little stupid." Po Qiong's voice sounded in Ling Tian's mind. Seeing Ling Tian's puzzled expression, he explained, "The Immortal Realm governs countless Cultivation Worlds. They don't know which one you went to, so naturally they wouldn't rashly send anyone down. After all, descending to the Lower Realm is difficult."
"Oh, that's true." Ling Tian understood. Then he looked at Brother Wen Jian, deliberately letting disappointment show on his face. "No immortals came down? Did they contact you, at least?"
"Let me think." Brother Wen Jian didn't suspect anything. After a moment's thought, he nodded. "Yes, they did. And it wasn't long ago—just over a hundred years."
Just over a hundred years ago... wasn't that when I came to the Cultivation World? Ling Tian's heart gave a sudden jolt, but he didn't let it show. He chuckled casually. "What did they say? Don't tell me they were just reminding you to send up your tribute of treasures again."
"No, not this time." Brother Wen Jian