Completely different from the plan of going down the mountain with Li Ze and Klim.
"This is the place. Go up by yourself from here. Someone will guide you afterward."
Deep within the ethereal, tranquil main peak of the immortal mountain, Tian Gong had led the young man beside him all the way here. Although he knew Fang Ran's usual boisterous manner was merely superficial,
Tian Gong still gave him a solemn, serious warning in a deep voice.
"Remember, do not be disrespectful."
Then he turned and left, leaving Fang Ran alone.
Before him, straight bluestone steps led into the depths of mist-shrouded clouds.
This was the road to the summit?
That gentleman wanted to see me!?
He found it intensely unbelievable and unreal. Looking at the broad mountain stone steps ahead, unlike the paths elsewhere,
this road leading to the summit was one he had occasionally passed by during this time, yet had never dared approach rashly.
At the thought that the immortal was up there, nervousness gradually rising within him,
Fang Ran finally forced himself to slowly take a step forward.
Although the Night Watcher had conveyed the message, it seemed to have merely asked for his opinion without any compulsion. Whether he came or not depended entirely on his own wishes.
But faced with an invitation from the Midnight Immortal, Fang Ran felt that he ought to accept regardless of the reason.
And more importantly, he felt that if he dared refuse,
Tian Gong, who was right there, would probably beat him until he could no longer take care of himself.
Tap, tap, tap.
The clouds and mist deepened, slowly obscuring the scenery on both sides. The broad mountain road to the summit became all that filled his vision.
Fang Ran could hear only the sound of