"Fellow Daoists, meeting by chance like this was truly fate. If you ever need my help here in the West Sea, you need only ask. I have already instructed my underlings to remember your honored names. You can also contact me through the tokens I gave you earlier..."
At the harbor, Immortal Long took time out of his busy schedule specifically to see Li Ling and his wife off.
This formidable overlord of the West Sea was indeed impeccable in his handling of social courtesies. Even though he knew Li Ling and his wife had altered their appearances and were probably not showing their true faces, he did not mind in the slightest.
What truly mattered to him was their heavenly demon nobility bloodline and their strength in the Core Formation Realm.
Li Ling could not help feeling a little wistful. This was clearly an overlord who ruled the rough-and-tumble world of rogue cultivators, so how was he so unfailingly courteous?
More troubling still, beneath the bloodiness of his scent, there were now hints of the fresh fragrance of plants. His Fragrance-Sensing Talent had perceived the man's goodwill and instinctively reflected it as fragrance.
This fundamentally contradicted what Li Ling had seen and knew, as well as his moral beliefs, yet it did not violate the principles by which the talent worked.
Li Ling could only sigh inwardly and clasp his hands. "We shall take our leave here. May fate bring us together again."
After leaving the docks, the two walked along the bustling streets of the market ward, watching the crowds come and go as they began searching for clues to the object of their journey: the orchid of the secluded valley.
Naturally, this was not something they could ask any random passerby about. They would probably learn nothing