The sea of clouds was illuminated by moonlight.
To the east of the White Emperor's Cave Mansion, dense forests loomed faintly. A sea of mist churned all around, moonlight flowing through it—a peerless immortal vista.
Gu Qingcheng stood with his hands behind his back, waiting in silence for quite some time. Impatience had already surfaced on his face. Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, the fury within him gradually thickened until he could barely suppress his killing intent.
At that very moment.
Ripples spread through the surrounding space, as though a saint were about to arrive!
Gu Qingcheng opened his eyes and looked at the distorted void before him. A trace of surprise flashed through his gaze, followed by disdain and fury intertwining without end. His absolute killing intent had already risen—no matter how that person concealed their cultivation, they were destined to die!
Ordinary saints carried no weight in his eyes.
But when a figure in a white dress stepped out, when the person he had yearned for day and night stood before him, Gu Qingcheng's eyes widened. His surprise deepened, then a smile bloomed across his face, revealing the confident radiance of one who had seen through everything.
"So it was the White Emperor."
"I thought it was the half-saint from today who had requested this meeting. I never expected it to be you. It seems all of this was your doing. But if you came to plead for him, why go to such lengths?"
"Piaopiao, you know my feelings. No matter what it is, I would agree with a single word from you. Why make such a grand affair of it?"
In just a few sentences, his forceful opening had turned into overflowing affection. He possessed both absolute dominance and a confidence and courtesy that ordinary