"Third Senior Sister!" Everyone inside and outside the pavilion greeted her in unison.
"Oh, you're all here?" Qian Huan's voice carried her trademark languor and liveliness. She moved with light, graceful steps, seeming to walk slowly, yet she reached the pavilion in a single step. "It's been a long time, junior brothers and sisters."
Her gaze swept over Cang Ming. "Ninth Junior Brother, welcome back. You just came back to life and already rushed over to join us. You're looking pretty energetic."
Cang Ming smiled. "What does my energy matter when Third Senior Sister could make it? If anything, Senior Sister, you look even more radiant than before."
Qian Huan waved a hand, her smile bright. Then she turned to Lin Yi, her smile growing even wider. "Little Junior Brother, I never expected you to give me such a big surprise. You've even outshone me, your Senior Sister!"
Lin Yi hurriedly bowed. "You're teasing me, Third Senior Sister. I wouldn't be where I am today without your guidance and gifts back then. By the way, Senior Sister, I heard you were ambushed by the Alien Race and badly injured, and that you'd been recovering ever since. How are you feeling now?"
At the mention of her injuries, Qian Huan's smile faded a little, but she didn't look troubled. Instead, she seemed faintly resigned.
"The Old Man didn't want me to miss the No. 1 Secret Realm." She pursed her lips, sounding as though she were complaining, though there was a softness in her eyes. "He also took into account that the war has stopped, and Source Law Rank powerhouses can't enter the No. 1 Secret Realm. That eased some of the pressure on his side, so he spent some of his origin essence to stabilize my injuries by force and