At this moment, several young men and women were riding a massive gourd through the sky.
The one controlling the gourd was a young male cultivator dressed in splendid brocade robes. He waved an extraordinary fan in his hand, while an ancient black sword sheath hung from his waist. If Chen Fan had seen him, he would certainly have recognized him as Hai Linfeng, the Immortal Sect disciple he had encountered while repairing the Black Silkworm Treasure Armor.
The sword sheath at his waist was also a valuable Spirit Tool.
At this moment, he and several young men and women stood atop the great gourd, watching a middle-aged man in bloodstained robes with utmost seriousness, as though listening to what he had to say.
"Looks like dawn is coming. I must thank you young brothers and sisters this time. If you hadn't given me a ride, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have had time to recover from my injuries," the bloodstained middle-aged man said quietly to Hai Linfeng and the others.
"You are too courteous, Senior. I once saw you challenge the eighth floor of the Heavenly Court. Your peerless bearing as you cast mighty spells and looked down upon your enemies has remained etched in my mind. In the end, you even charged straight into twenty-sixth place on the Heavenly Soldier Ranking. I heard that all those who enter the top fifty are giants of their generation. I never expected to encounter you in this secret realm and behold your true face," Hai Linfeng said politely, cupping his hands. Yet there was genuine respect in his eyes. Being able to befriend an expert near the top of the Heavenly Soldier Ranking was a tremendous gain to him.
"Oh? So we have such a fated connection." The middle-aged man was