The Melodramatic Past

Bie Xuening gazed into the distance.

"I hope he succeeds."

The Human Race had not produced a new True Immortal in many years.

Back then, of those qualified to knock upon the Immortal-Knocking Pass, the vast majority had perished to the pass's backlash. In all these years, only the thirteen of them had succeeded in passing it and becoming immortals.

Xu Xing said nothing more. As he put away his fishing rod, he took out some fish food and scattered a handful into the pool before him.

Splash, splash.

The Spirit Fish in the pool instantly descended into chaos. Amid flying sprays of water, they leaped from the surface one after another, scrambling for the fish food.

The Immortal Pass was difficult to knock upon. Back then, countless stunning geniuses had fallen at this hurdle. Whether Chen Huan could succeed was something no one could say for certain.

As though recalling something, Bie Xuening sighed softly.

"If she could have let it go back then, none of what followed would have happened."

"Perhaps." Xu Xing scattered another handful of fish food. "But how could the words 'let it go' ever be so easy?"

Bie Xuening paused. "That's true."

She did not know much about what had happened back then.

To make rash judgments without understanding the full story was indeed somewhat inappropriate.

As Xu Xing watched the Spirit Fish frantically fight over the food in the pool, he could not help recalling the entanglement between Hong Sovereign and Chen Huan.

Come to think of it, the reason he knew about these matters was because, on one occasion, Tyrant Sovereign and he had gotten Hong Sovereign drunk...

In any case!

As one of Hong Sovereign's earliest Dao companions, Chen Huan's entanglement with him could be traced back to the period when