A Conclusion and Some Rest

Star Ancestor Hall.

Chen Huan sat cross-legged, fatigue impossible to conceal between her brows. Specks of light dotted the domed ceiling like stars, resembling a dazzling, gorgeous, dreamlike river of stars.

"Phew..."

She let out a soft breath, opened her eyes, and looked ahead at the figure who had suddenly appeared.

"Senior sister."

That was right.

The newcomer was Bie Xuening.

As usual, she wore a moon-white robe. Her features were as lovely as a painting, her lips softly colored. She wore no makeup, and her beauty was cool and refined.

Putting aside her senior sister's personality, she herself was the most 'immortal' of all the True Immortals.

"How are you adapting?"

"Pretty well. Just like you said, senior sister—once you get used to it, you get used to it."

"..."

Bie Xuening walked over and sat beside her, glancing up at the dazzling, starry ceiling.

"Senior sister, aren't you going to see senior brother?" Chen Huan asked pointedly.

After all, Ruo Qing had never hidden her feelings, so naturally Chen Huan had seen them clearly.

"No need."

If it were the Spirit Ancestor, Charm Ancestor, or Yuanjun, she might have gone.

But someone like Ruo Qing...

She had never taken her seriously.

"More to the point, you." Bie Xuening took her eyes off the ceiling and looked at Chen Huan. "You invited Hong Sovereign to the Sword Sect. Have you made up your mind?"

That was right!

She was here to fish for gossip!

"Made up my mind..." Chen Huan thought for a while, then slowly shook her head.

"I don't think I'd put it that way."

"I used to think that once I became an immortal, my problems would be solved."

Whether it was the rift between her and Hong or her guilt toward her younger sister.

Thinking