"Congratulations on getting your wish, Daoist Xu!"
Chen Lin entered the private room in the Spirit Food Pavilion. Seeing the old man dressed in the robes of a Qianyuan Sect elder, he cupped his fists in congratulations.
The man was none other than Xu Shanjing.
They had both been hired as guards in Black Tower City and traveled together to Qianyuan City. In the blink of an eye, roughly ten years had passed since they last met. Chen Lin had not expected the man to actually join the Qianyuan Sect and become an elder.
"Haha, congratulations to you too! I thought you had already gone to the Golden Spirit Mountain Range, Daoist Lin. I never expected you to still be in the city. I only invited you out because a fellow Daoist from our old caravan mentioned seeing you."
Xu Shanjing likewise cupped his fists, his face brimming with delight. It seemed he was doing quite well in the Qianyuan Sect.
Chen Lin casually sat down opposite him and asked bluntly, "Did you invite me out simply to catch up, Daoist Xu, or is there something you need?"
They could hardly be considered close. They had not contacted each other in over ten years, yet the man had suddenly sought him out. It was probably not just to reminisce.
Xu Shanjing smiled. "You are still as straightforward as ever, Daoist Lin. Indeed, I took the liberty of inviting you out because there is something I wish to discuss."
"Please, go ahead."
Chen Lin spoke casually.
He was also curious about what could have made the man think of him. He had not shown anything special while traveling with the caravan.
"Have you cultivated a Buddhist Cultivation Technique, Daoist Lin?"
That single question made Chen Lin understand.
So that was it.