By the time the Human Race True Immortals arrived, Qin Shujian had already left.
In an unnamed mountain range, Jianmu, who was traveling the world through an avatar, suddenly stopped.
Before him.
Qin Shujian's figure materialized out of thin air.
"Greetings, Venerable!"
Jianmu bowed.
His attitude was as respectful as ever.
"What business do you have with me?" Qin Shujian asked calmly, looking at the person before him.
Jianmu's purpose in sending an avatar out from the Spirit Race was obvious.
Qin Shujian thought highly of this first living being born in his Inner World.
In terms of foundations.
Jianmu undoubtedly ranked first in the Inner World.
Even in terms of talent, he could rank among the top three.
As for his strength.
There was even less need to elaborate.
In Qin Shujian's eyes, if anyone could reach the Dao Fruit realm in the future, Jianmu stood a good chance.
Standing before him.
Jianmu observed the etiquette of a disciple, lowering his head as he replied respectfully, "I happened to hear that you had appeared, Venerable. Having not seen you for many years, this disciple missed you dearly, so I came here specifically to see you. I hope you will not take offense!"
"Did you really come simply to see me?"
Qin Shujian wore a faint, knowing smile.
At those words.
Jianmu looked slightly embarrassed, but then his expression became frank.
"This disciple also has many questions regarding cultivation. During my usual arduous practice, I have been unable to comprehend the mysteries involved, so I hope you can offer some guidance, Venerable, and help me overcome the obstacle before me."
"Furthermore—"
"Whatever the Human Race can do, my Spirit Race can do as well. Every member of the Spirit Race reveres you, Venerable, without the slightest disloyalty. I hope you