There's a Kun!

Chen Xun and the others looked toward the sound. It was a young man.

He carried a large gray case on his back, taller than he was. He came running over, covered in dust from the road, looking almost exactly like Chen Xun and the others.

Yet his face was sallow, and he looked severely malnourished. His eyes especially held a fear and timidity he could not conceal. There was not the slightest trace of bearing or grace about him.

Chen Xun raised a brow and instinctively took out a flatbread. Smiling faintly, he asked, "Fellow cultivator, what brings you here?"

"My name is Tian Yun. I'm at Nascent Soul Late Stage, and I came from the north. Fellow cultivator, is this the place to enlist after entering the border?"

After speaking, Tian Yun grew somewhat excited and licked his lips. "To be honest, Fellow Cultivator, I've been lost in Cloud Firmament Immortal Splendor for years. I finally found where the Immortal Kingdom is!"

"Huh?"

"Moo?!"

"Hehe."

"A great talent of the Human Race..."

Chen Xun and the others stared at him in stunned silence before breaking into helpless laughter. Why did this Tian Yun seem a little slow-witted? He was even worse than Mo Fuyang back then. It had been many years since they had encountered such an oddball.

"My name is Chen Xun..." Chen Xun began introducing everyone one by one, amiable as ever. At last, he handed over a flatbread. "Fellow Cultivator Tian Yun, want some flatbread? Homemade."

"Sure!" Tian Yun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly accepted it. He seemed interested in everything and did not fear that Chen Xun and the others might harm him. He was remarkably straightforward, taking a bite at once and choking out, "Delicious!"

"Hahaha..."

Chen Xun laughed heartily, his eyes