"Sect Master Li, is that truly so? Brother Gu is willing to see me?" Ling Yi was overjoyed, but the sudden shift from disappointment to delight left him scarcely able to believe it.
The Spirit Venerable was also somewhat surprised, but a moment later, he felt this was only to be expected.
Back when disaster struck the Outer Realm Battlefield, Gu Yuanqing alone had turned the raging tide. When heavenly demons ravaged the Nine Domains Divine Continent, it was also his help that had brought the chaos to an end.
Judging by their past dealings, he was not a man with a heart of iron and stone who would stand aside with folded arms.
Besides, Ling Yi and Gu Yuanqing were old acquaintances, with a bond between them.
Li Chengyi smiled. "My father is waiting in the mountains. Please follow me."
This time, naturally, they went to the North Spring Realm.
Ling Yi and the Spirit Venerable followed Li Chengyi through a memorial archway in the mountains. Their surroundings suddenly changed, and they found themselves before a mountain pavilion.
Though both were void immortals, cultivators standing at the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm, neither had sensed in the slightest how they had arrived.
Looking up, they saw a man in blue robes gazing at the distant sea of clouds with his hands behind his back. Not a trace of a cultivator's aura emanated from him. It was Gu Yuanqing.
Seemingly sensing their arrival, he turned around and smiled. "Daoist Friend Ling, Spirit Venerable, it has been a long time."
Li Chengyi said, "Sect Master Ling, Spirit Venerable, please!"
Ling Yi and the Spirit Venerable hurried forward, then stopped three paces from the pavilion. Straightening their attire, they cupped their fists and bowed slightly. "Ling Yi pays his respects, Brother Gu."