"Master Mu, have you still not remembered who I am?"
Chen Lin poured Mu Xingchen a cup of spirit tea and asked with a smile.
To avoid leaving any traces over the years, he had never let Mu Xingchen out and had barely even spoken with him, much less revealed his identity.
His main reason had been to observe him for any abnormalities.
"Haha."
Mu Xingchen chuckled.
"Who else could have saved me in circumstances like those but Elder Chen from back then? I simply never imagined that you would reach such heights."
Without pausing.
He immediately followed up with another question.
His voice filled with anticipation. "How is the Sect Master now? Is she with you?"
"She's still alive, but something has happened to her."
Chen Lin shook his head.
Then he explained Luo Qinglan's situation.
Ever since their time in the Lower Realm, Luo Qinglan's identity had been a mystery. Later, it had changed again and again: first she had been Hongming Ancestor's spirit beast, then the reincarnation of a mighty cultivator, and now Saintess Heqing's natal spirit.
Even he no longer knew who she truly was.
Mu Xingchen sighed softly.
Then he said reflectively, "Nearly ten thousand years have passed, and everyone has changed enormously. But being alive is all that matters. As long as we live, there is hope for everything."
"You're as broad-minded as ever, Master Mu."
Chen Lin smiled faintly.
Then he changed the subject.
"When you fell into that Space Rift in the Tianxuan Realm, Master Mu, I worried about you for a long time. I searched for you several times, too, but never found any news. Qinglan should be very happy to learn you're still alive."
"My time simply hadn't come."
Mu Xingchen sighed.
"After falling into the Space Rift, not only