Heavenly Secrets Ancestor sat down quietly.
He pondered before speaking. "Futian, you vanished for ten thousand years. Even Fushi Sect could not divine a trace of you. Your grandmaster often muttered about you in my ear, yet I never expected you to have come to the boundless Great World."
"Mm." Chen Xun nodded, gazing out the window as he said calmly, "I'll be going back soon."
Heavenly Secrets Ancestor's brows furrowed slightly. In truth, he could scarcely recognize the Futian from the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony all those years ago. Seeing him again now, he only felt that he had become a completely different person. Nor could he calculate what this boy had experienced over the years.
But his cultivation... was still that bizarre Late Void Refinement Realm.
Beyond that, nothing could be seen at all.
Heavenly Secrets Ancestor smiled, changing the subject. "Is the scenery here to your liking?"
"Very much so."
Chen Xun seemed to have little to say. An endless calm rested upon his face, as though he had lost the emotions of a living being, like a puppet.
"How have you been these years?" Heavenly Secrets Ancestor chatted with Chen Xun as though catching up with family.
"Mm..."
That simple greeting made Chen Xun ponder for a long while. At last, it turned into the faintest smile. "Quite well. I've traveled here and there, seen many things. It's been rather pleasant."
Then he casually added, "I just miss home."
"Hahaha."
Those words, "I miss home," made Heavenly Secrets Ancestor stroke his beard and laugh heartily. "At little friend Cheng Si's ascension ceremony, Dao friends from all directions came to offer their congratulations, yet you did not return. It became one of your master's greatest regrets."
As he spoke, he carefully studied Chen Xun's eyes.
Something was wrong.