Late at night.
Deep within the Wilderness jungle, firelight flickered.
A Cloth-Clad Elder sat calmly beside the bonfire, a wine gourd in one hand and two branches threaded with meat in the other, slowly turning them over the flames.
The aroma of roasting meat drifted through the air.
Beside the fire, a Level 2 Demonic Beast, an Ironclad Bear, lay in a pool of blood. The tenderest, fattiest meat from its chest had already been carved out.
"He should be here soon."
The Cloth-Clad Elder casually glanced in the direction of Martial Spirit City and smiled thoughtfully.
As one of the Immortal Alliance's Ten Great Heavenly Venerables, Han Shanguang naturally would not go to Martial Spirit City to seek out Chen Changming. The repercussions would be too great, and it would be too easy for the man to use the entire city's people as leverage against him.
So, he had chosen the depths of the Wilderness.
Just moments ago, he had sent a message-bearing Flying Sword into the Yu Family of Martial Spirit City.
Several breaths had passed by now. Chen Changming should be here any moment.
From the darkness—
Footsteps sounded as a ghostlike figure slowly approached.
"Senior, two hundred years have passed since we last met, yet your bearing still surpasses that of old..."
With a smile on his face and steady steps, Chen Changming walked all the way to the bonfire and sat down.
This was the third time in his life that he had seen this Cloth-Clad Elder.
Han Xiuxiu's grandfather.
Chen Changming could more or less infer that even if Han Xiuxiu gave up on the Spirit-Devouring Insect, this old man would not. After all, the one who had been desperate to acquire the Spirit-Devouring Insect back then was this Immortal Alliance "Cloth-Clad Heavenly Venerable."