"Fellow Daoist Tian Yun, stay close to me." Chu Zhen smiled sweetly. She knew Tian Yun's temperament well; over the past several centuries, he had caused no small number of absurd mishaps. He was quite the interesting cultivator.
No one had ever investigated the bamboo tube on his back. Sect rules strictly forbade coveting fellow disciples' possessions or killing one another. Violators would be sent before Frog Heavenly Venerable, who oversaw punishments.
Death.
This prohibition had been spoken personally by the Five Aggregates Ancestor. An Immortal's words were etched into Jade Bamboo Heaven and Earth, leaving not the slightest room for compromise. It was as though such matters had touched some inverse scale of the old man's.
The two rose into the air. Half an hour later, they had arrived before the majestic Ninety-Nine Ringed Mountains.
No matter how many years passed, Tian Yun still looked up with shock in his eyes, just as he had upon first seeing them. One ring, one world; nine was the ultimate, and ninety-nine was the endless Great Dao.
Above the sea of clouds at the mountain peak.
Gu Lisheng and Tian Yun finally met. Their gazes differed, yet they stared at one another for a long while, both shaken to the core.
"You!"
"You!"
The two spoke in unison. They even stepped forward at the same time, then both hesitated, words caught in their throats.
Song Heng lightly shook his head, looking back and forth between them. It seemed these two had a story unknown to others—one even he did not know.
"Eh..." Little Scarlet narrowed its eyes. Wasn't this that poor Tian Yun from back then, the one without a single Spirit Stone? How had Xun Bro brought him into the Five Aggregates Sect?
Still, it did not ask further. They had