Let Me

After forging his Unified Primordial Spirit, Gao Xian had in fact wanted to visit Qingqing and his disciple Shui Mingxia.

He occasionally communicated with the two of them and knew they were well looked after at the Taiji Sword Palace. With Yin Sujun and Yin Jiuli teaching them swordsmanship as well, they lived quite comfortably.

With the Heaven-Human Covenant Assembly approaching, Gao Xian did not want to go running around anymore.

It was like before an important exam—even if one did not study, it would not do to go out and play. At least that way, he could fool himself into thinking he had made an effort.

Yet Qingqing suddenly ran into trouble.

Gao Xian had always treated Qingqing as his own daughter. Letting her roam free was no problem; after all, Qingqing was already a top-tier Nascent Soul Sword Lord, and she was old enough to have a life of her own.

But upon hearing that Qingqing was in trouble, Gao Xian could no longer sit still. After informing Daoist Lord Xuanyang, he activated the Taiji Sword Token and headed for the Taiji Sword Palace.

Outside the teleportation array, Yin Jiuli, dressed in black-and-white sword robes, was already waiting.

When the spiritual radiance faded and revealed Gao Xian's tall, slender figure in white, Yin Jiuli's bright eyes lit up involuntarily.

Three hundred years had passed since they last met, yet Senior Brother Gao Xian had only grown more dashing and unrestrained. Those star-bright eyes of his had become even more captivating. The moment their gazes met, she found herself unable to restrain her feelings.

Gao Xian was the only man Yin Jiuli had ever known. Over the past three hundred years, in the stillness of deep night, she had often missed him—missed the joyful days they had spent together.