Meng Chuan felt a little strange. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Ruthless, the White Garment, walking beside him.
He still remembered the first time he had entered the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land to meet her. How many words had she said?
You couldn't even call them a few sentences. They had been just a few words.
And now she could actually hold a normal conversation with him!
What did that make him?
A Life Mentor, obviously!
A reclusive woman who had lived alone for seventy or eighty thousand years had, under Mentor Meng's guidance, finally stepped out of her tiny world and healed some of the pain in her heart!
Meng Chuan was leading Ruthless toward an Emperor Corpse nearby when the Chat Group panel suddenly beeped.
Someone was looking for him.
"Who has such terrible timing?" Meng Chuan wondered. Nothing serious had happened in the group, had it?
[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv149: Did I just hear someone say I'm handsome?
[Group Member] Yan Chixia lv58: Great Emperor, you're finally here!
I'm not a monkey. What's with the "you're finally here"? Meng Chuan was speechless.
Still, it looked like Yan Chixia was looking for him.
"Wasn't Yan Chixia hunting down a Monster?" Meng Chuan wondered. Could Yan Chixia not handle it?
"Yan Chixia?" Ruthless suddenly turned to look at Meng Chuan.
"Huh?" Meng Chuan paused, then said, "A friend of mine. He practices Cultivation—you know, the kind who goes whoosh, whoosh, whoosh through the sky on a flying sword."
Ruthless nodded. Her instincts told her that this friend of Meng Chuan's, like The Ancient One, was not from this world.
As for the term "Cultivation," Ruthless had no particular reaction. Strictly speaking, the people of Shrouding the Heavens practiced Cultivation too. After all, becoming an Immortal