"Senior Lu, what an honor! Forgive me for not coming out to greet you!"
In the reception hall, Chen Lin smiled at Lu Xiaoyi, who was curled up in a large chair like a child.
After all these years, her appearance had not changed, but her aura had grown immensely powerful. It seemed to flicker in and out of existence, as though she might vanish into the void at any moment.
Her cultivation had not yet fully stabilized.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Chen, why so formal? We've been through life and death together. Surely a difference in cultivation can't make us strangers."
Lu Xiaoyi smiled. In that respect, she had not changed at all.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony. How long have you been here, Fellow Daoist Lu? Have you seen Fellow Daoist Xin and the others?"
Chen Lin cupped his fists, sat down across from her, and asked.
Lu Xiaoyi shook her head. "No. I came to see you as soon as I arrived in the Wanling Mountain Range. Thoughtful of me, wasn't it?"
As she spoke, she kept blinking her large eyes and staring at Chen Lin's face.
Chen Lin ignored her behavior and gave a dry laugh. "I'm truly flattered."
He promptly changed the subject.
Looking her in the eye, he asked, "We all went treasure hunting together, yet you and the others became Void Refinement Cultivators while I alone was left behind. How am I supposed to feel about that? What heaven-defying opportunity did you find in there? Could you tell me a little?"
Zhang Zhengan had refused to talk, so Chen Lin hoped to learn something from her.
He had not expected much. But Lu Xiaoyi blinked, then suddenly sent him a voice transmission. "There's something I'd like to ask of you, Brother Chen. Please