When Chen Fan saw the white-robed man before him clearly, he was slightly startled as well.
He had come in search of Jian Tianmo. After he had taken away that trident halberd years ago, he had known Jian Tianmo had also arrived in this realm. Yet he had never expected that when he found this place, the one pushing open the door would be Fei Fengxuan, whom he had not seen for many years.
Back then, Fei Fengxuan had possessed a Sword Heart physique just like him. Yet the world had favored Fei Fengxuan more, because Chen Fan's sword was too sharp, and people believed he would not go far.
Later, Fei Fengxuan entered the Nascent Soul Realm. After years of accumulation, he burst forth in a single stroke and nearly fought Chen Fan to a draw. It was only after Chen Fan encountered another stroke of fortune that Fei Fengxuan, Jian Tianmo, and the others gradually fell behind him in strength.
Now that old friends had met again, the competitive spirit of their youth was long gone. They looked young, but their states of mind were no longer those of youths.
Several decades had passed. They had all seen through many things. Looking back now, the deeds of those years had merely been the recklessness of youth—yet they were still memories worth cherishing.
"Would you like to come in and sit for a while?" Fei Fengxuan smiled faintly at Chen Fan and invited him inside.
Chen Fan nodded without saying much and headed toward the wooden door.
On this journey, he had concealed his cultivation, revealing only early Divine Transformation Realm strength. He did not wish to attract too much attention. Fei Fengxuan happened to be at the same realm now, which surprised Chen Fan somewhat. He thought to