The Grand Gathering of the Jie Sect

Creak!

A young man opened the door. Seeing Jiang Ziya's aged appearance outside, a trace of puzzlement appeared on his face. "Old sir, what can I do for you?"

"Is this Song Yiren's home?"

"Yes."

The young man nodded.

"Have you come to see my grandfather?"

"Grandfather, an old sir outside has come to see you!"

The young man turned and called out.

"Looking for me?"

An aged voice rang out. Then Jiang Ziya saw a middle-aged man supporting an old man who held a cane in one hand as they walked out.

The moment he saw the old man, tears welled up in Jiang Ziya's eyes. Though the man's face was aged, he could still vaguely make out a few traces of Song Yiren's youthful appearance.

"Brother Yiren! It's me, Ziya!"

"Ziya! Brother Ziya, you've returned! Hahaha! I finally lived to see you return. I thought... I thought I would never see this day!"

"Brother, I've returned."

"But Brother Ziya, you have been gone for decades. You must have found an immortal mountain and sought out immortals, haven't you?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Ziya nodded forcefully. When speaking of his path of seeking immortality, a hint of pride appeared on his aged face.

He recounted how he had endured countless hardships to reach Kunlun Mountain, won Yuanshi's favor, become his disciple, and learned the orthodox Yuqing Immortal Method.

"Brother, though my appearance is aged, my body is a hundred times stronger than it was in my youth."

As he spoke, Jiang Ziya walked over to the millstone, intending to demonstrate for Song Yiren.

"No need. I believe you, Brother!"

Seeing Jiang Ziya about to demonstrate, Song Yiren hurriedly stopped him. He feared Jiang Ziya was forcing himself. The millstone was extremely heavy; not only might it exhaust those old bones of