Arriving above the tall tower, Lu Shaolin released a faint trace of his aura.
Zi Qingyan, who had been cultivating in the training room, instantly opened her eyes. With a flicker of her body, she appeared on the tower's highest floor.
"Emperor Zi!"
Lu Shaolin clasped his fists and slowly descended onto the top floor.
"Rain Emperor!"
Zi Qingyan smiled gently and curtsied.
The two sat down inside the gazebo on the top floor.
"Rain Emperor, you must have come here for something, right?"
Zi Qingyan asked softly.
"This is a Longevity Fruit I obtained in the Great Spirit World. Please accept it, Emperor Zi.
Now, the Human Race has only a few top-tier fighters like us. The longer we live, the better we can protect the Human Race and nurture more outstanding juniors. Emperor Cang and Emperor Bai both have one."
With a flick of his hand, Lu Shaolin took out the Longevity Fruit and placed it on the Stone Table.
"This is far too precious! I cannot accept it. Among the three Martial Sovereigns, I was the last to become a sovereign and still have several hundred years left to live. Rain Emperor, you should keep it for your family!"
Zi Qingyan shook her head and stretched out her slender jade-like hand, pushing the Longevity Fruit back.
"Emperor Zi, you worry too much. My family and friends all have one! I will not take back something once it has been given away. I still have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first!"
Lu Shaolin smiled faintly, activated Shrinking Space to an Inch, and instantly vanished from his seat.
"Rain Emperor..."
Zi Qingyan immediately rose to her feet, Origin Power surging forth, but she could no longer sense Lu Shaolin.
Above Frost Ice Valley,