The Qingyang Sect.
Though he had only been away for a little over a day, Chen Lin felt as if a lifetime had passed.
It was mainly because his time immersed in those illusory thoughts had been so eventful that he felt as though a great deal of time had gone by.
"Elder Su, you're finally back! If you'd stayed away any longer, I would have set out to find you!"
They had just entered the sect's main hall when Mu Xingchen came out to meet them, his expression grave.
"What happened? Has something gone wrong with the Sect Master?"
At the sight of him, Su Chenyu's expression grew anxious.
Mu Xingchen nodded. "She really isn't doing well. The Sect Master has driven everyone out of the secluded chamber, so we don't know her exact condition. But she left instructions that if Daoist Lin returned, he could go straight in."
Hearing this, Su Chenyu glanced at Chen Lin, envy showing on his face.
Still, his affection for Luo Qinglan was pure love, not possessiveness. As long as Chen Lin could help her recover, he would feel no jealousy or resentment even if something happened between them.
As long as Luo Qinglan was doing well, he would be happy.
Chen Lin was once again led to the hidden chamber containing the Teleportation Gate. The same old man was still standing guard there.
Upon seeing Chen Lin, the old man immediately activated the Teleportation Gate and said solemnly, "Daoist Lin, please spare no effort. If you succeed, everyone in the Qingyang Sect will be grateful for your kindness!"
Chen Lin paused. Realizing that Luo Qinglan's condition had probably deteriorated terribly, he could not help feeling a measure of tragic resolve.
But more than anything, he felt apprehensive.
He silently resolved that if