Cloud-Rain Sect, Founders' Hall.
Zhou Cang and Hundred-Blossom Immortal, smiling just moments ago, stood frozen.
After saying that, Ji Yuan dispelled the effect of the Form-Changing Talisman on himself.
White light flashed across his body, and his true appearance finally emerged.
He could no longer remember the last time he had shown himself so openly before others.
For all these years of being hunted and hiding, life had been hard. He had always been forced to appear before others under different identities, wearing different faces.
But this time was different.
After reaching Nascent Soul, Ji Yuan had the confidence to show his face to anyone.
Even if the Black-and-White Fiends and Mei Zhuang stood before him, he would dare do it.
But judging by their reactions, it looked as though Zhou Cang recognized him too, not just Hundred-Blossom Immortal. Had my name become so famous that word of me had reached the Cloud-Rain Sect, all the way near the Desolate Ancient Continent?
Ji Yuan doubted it.
But that suggested the Cloud-Rain Sect's secret was no small thing.
Ji Yuan's revelation had clearly shaken Zhou Cang and Hundred-Blossom Immortal. The two were exchanging frantic voice transmissions.
Zhou Cang: "He—he's Old Ji—Ji Yuan! Didn't he disappear after leaving the Rakshasa Sea? How did he end up in the Star-River Archipelago?"
"He is Ji Yuan. I saw him from a distance before. So he knew who I was all along, and that was why he chose our Cloud-Rain Sect." Understanding dawned on Hundred-Blossom Immortal at once.
"Then what do we do?"
Zhou Cang had an idea, but he could not read Hundred-Blossom Immortal's thoughts, so he asked.
"Senior Brother, are you thinking of killing him for his treasures?"
Hundred-Blossom Immortal had always spoken plainly, never hiding her thoughts, even from Zhou Cang.
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