"Fellow Immortal Wang."
Seeing the newcomer, Chen Xun remained remarkably composed. "Come to think of it, our ties run rather deep. What truly surprised me was that you came."
Meng Sheng lowered his head and cupped his hands at the side. Not long ago, Forget-Sorrow had personally given him a treasure as a meeting gift.
Forget-Sorrow's expression was somewhat cold, and his voice was as frigid as Yellow Springs. "For the battle at the Borderlands back then, I thank the Dao Ancestor for sparing Wangchuan's life. He had been tainted by too much karma; this calamity was his to endure."
As for Wang Qianye... the Black Ox had beaten him so brutally that his Dao heart had been damaged. Their lineage had truly suffered a bloody misfortune, with an entire generation's proud talents having their Dao hearts shattered by one man and one ox.
After learning this news, Forget-Sorrow had also felt a deep helplessness and regret.
His assistance to them carried the intention of aiding the ancient imperial prince, but it was also an act of settling karma, lest these two truly become a great calamity for the Taiyi Ghost Gate.
Chen Xun nodded. "I spared their lives for the sake of my future journey to the Taiyi Ghost Gate. I did not wish to make matters too unpleasant between us. Yet you are connected to Immortal King Zang and Young Master Gu."
"...The flood had washed into the Dragon King's temple."
At this point, he gave a faint sigh. There had been too many times in the past when he had been unable to act as he wished. Swept up in the grand tide, he had been unable to pull himself free.
Forget-Sorrow spoke expressionlessly. "Dao Ancestor, let this matter end here. There is no need to mention