Universe Within the Sleeve

Xiao Xiaole was deeply moved by his old friend's selfless help.

True friendship revealed itself in adversity.

During his most difficult times, it had always been this old friend by his side.

"My old friend, sometimes I think how wonderful it would be if you were a woman. If I'd met you instead of Fang Meiyun back then, I definitely would've chosen you."

Xiao Xiaole could not help voicing these heartfelt words.

"Get lost, damn it! If I were a woman and got together with you, wouldn't you just kill me to prove your Dao?"

After cursing him out, the old Daoist still rose into the air.

"Guess I'm unlucky. I'll go take a look with you."

"Good brothers for life!"

There was a touch more tenderness in Xiao Xiaole's eyes. As they flew, he unconsciously moved a little closer to the old Daoist.

Even though his cultivation was lower than his own.

He had somehow found a damned sense of security in him?

When the two reached that boundless peach forest, they spotted the massive peach tree soaring into the clouds from far away.

Xiao Xiaole spread out his divine sense completely. The thousands of cultivators who had come to the Daoist temple could clearly sense that some great expert was scrutinizing them with divine sense.

For cultivators, such behavior was extremely offensive. Some hot-tempered ones might have attacked outright.

However, once they realized it was an old monster of the Integration Realm, everyone was terrified out of their wits and did not dare utter a word.

Already in an utterly foul mood, Xiao Xiaole had detected traces of spiritual energy fluctuations here. The lingering aura of battle closely resembled Fang Meiyun's.

But she was no longer here.

After teleporting beneath the tree, Xiao Xiaole reached out and grabbed.