"Ao Hong, it has been a long time." Shen Luo smiled and greeted the young man in golden armor.
Ao Hong wore a grave expression, his brows slightly furrowed. He did not notice Shen Luo until Shen Luo spoke.
"Fellow Daoist Shen? It has indeed been a long time." Ao Hong studied Shen Luo for a moment before recognizing him, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Yes. I never expected to run into you here, Ao Hong. Your cultivation has advanced so quickly—you have already reached the True Immortal Stage. Congratulations." Shen Luo said with a smile.
Yet Ao Hong showed no delight at Shen Luo's words. Instead, he gave a faintly bitter smile.
"Why have you come to Wuzhuang Temple, Fellow Daoist Shen? Are you also here for the Hundred Fruit Immortal Gathering?" Ao Hong changed the subject.
"The Hundred Fruit Immortal Gathering... Is Wuzhuang Temple holding such a grand event? I am not here to attend it. I have another important matter at Wuzhuang Temple and wish to request an audience with Senior Zhen Yuanzi." Shen Luo's eyes brightened slightly.
He had been troubled all along by how to meet Zhen Yuanzi. He had not expected Wuzhuang Temple to be hosting a grand gathering, which would make things much easier.
"Oh, Zhenyuan the Great usually contemplates the Heavenly Dao within Wuzhuang Temple and rarely receives visitors. I am afraid it will not be easy for you to meet him, Brother Shen." Ao Hong said, looking surprised.
"Isn't Wuzhuang Temple holding the Hundred Fruit Immortal Gathering? Will Zhenyuan the Great not appear during the event?" Shen Luo asked anxiously.
"The Hundred Fruit Immortal Gathering is not hosted by Zhenyuan the Great. Others within Wuzhuang Temple take the lead in organizing it, and Zhenyuan the Great has never appeared."