Chen Xun smiled. "Then off you go. This Dao Ancestor will keep fishing here."
"Alright!" Ke Ding could barely wait any longer.
He still preferred this kind of frank and open way of dealing with one another. His years of drinking warm tea and fishing here with Chen Xun had not been in vain.
Dao Zhi Heng gave Chen Xun a deep bow, then departed through the air with Ke Ding.
Only Chen Xun remained by the lakeside. Ripples spread across the lake like the long, unhurried breath of the Immortal Firmament, kneading a thousand layers of cloud shadows to pieces. Only the ancient, clear sound of falling pine needles striking the water awakened the ripples.
He, too, fell silent, like a stone statue.
A long while passed.
Only then did Chen Xun leisurely pour himself a cup of tea. At that moment, countless scenes reflected upon the lake's surface...
There was the flourishing sight of myriad races walking side by side in Skyfall Star City; the sight of all living things battling across the vast earth; the sight of immortals and demons charging into great war; the sight of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers trembling through creation and destruction; and the sight of the past plains.
Chen Xun no longer seemed to need Immortal Sense or immortal power to perceive all things. With his naked eyes, he could see everything clearly. Even the mist where past and present intertwined could be pierced through at a single glance.
An unconscious smile curled at the corner of his lips...
Because he had seen that it was not only Ke Ding who had been seeking immortal medicine for him all this time. Old Bull, Third Sister, the Ghost Face Clan, and countless more cultivators were crossing mountains and seas, traversing the Star