The Karma of the Past Ends Tonight

Donghuang Shuyu imagined the sight of her junior brother wielding his sword in the imperial city of the barbarians and was so shocked she could not speak.

Dongfang Nishang, however, curled her lips and said lazily, "I'm afraid that when he returns to Jinling, he'll discover that the imperial city is no longer the same as it was back then."

"So what?"

The Old Daoist glanced at the dazed girl.

He murmured, "Once he settles the karma of Southern Border, he'll return to settle the karma of the imperial city and the Four Great Sects. After that, I'm afraid this world won't be able to contain him either."

A pot of hot tea sat before the three of them, while not far behind them, a stick of incense burned on the offering table.

The Old Daoist turned around and waved his sleeve.

The incense smoke rose in wisps, transforming in midair into a scene that left all three of them dumbfounded.

Amid the swirling smoke, an image slowly condensed before their eyes: a young man sat with his head lowered in thought, while another handsome young man with red lips and pearly teeth sat before him.

Donghuang Shuyu's expression changed, and she could no longer maintain her former tranquil state of mind.

She blurted out, "Junior Brother, where are you?"

But the smoke drifted gently, and Wang Xian, who seemed to be right before them, did not raise his head. Naturally, he could not hear his senior sister's call.

The Old Daoist sighed.

He said slowly, "What do you want to tell him? That Jinling is in chaos... Remember, after he returns, let him face it and resolve it himself. Don't interfere with him..."

Dongfang Nishang stared blankly at the familiar yet strange young man before her.

Several years had