Toward this group of cultivators, most of whom possessed the strength of Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortals, Bai Suxin's tone softened considerably.
"Long time no see!"
The group entering the hall offered a casual reply, then, as if by tacit agreement, turned their gazes toward the shadowy remnant soul within. Grief filled their eyes.
As Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Powerhouses, they could easily recognize that flickering remnant soul—and the familiar presence they could never help recalling in the dead of night.
"Ye Continent, long time no see!"
They spoke as one, their voices thick with longing and reproach. Qin Yezhou's Remnant Soul wore a complicated expression.
Back then, he had understood how they felt about him. But his pursuit of the end of Immortal Cultivation and his desire to become an Immortal had left him no time for matters of the heart.
After a long silence, Qin Yezhou's Remnant Soul gave a bitter smile.
"It feels so good to see you're all safe."
"Yes, Ye Continent. Seeing you alive makes us far happier than we ever imagined."
It was the first time any of them had seen such a bitter smile on the face of the incomparably arrogant Qin Yezhou. A storm of emotions swept through them, leaving them at a loss.
"Now, fellow Daoists, you've traveled far to attend the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea's Sect Master succession ceremony. You must be tired from the journey. Please rest in the Distinguished Guests' Hall first."
Worried that these unhinged women might accidentally torment Qin Yezhou's lone remnant soul to death, Bai Suxin hurriedly cut their conversation short.
"Besides, there's plenty of time ahead. Now that you've caught Ye Continent face-to-face, could he possibly run away again so soon?"
"Fellow Daoist Bai has a point. Since we're already here, let Ye Continent stay with us