Hearing this, Ye Han immediately asked, "Cold Moon Immortal, are you leaving?"
As soon as Cold Moon Immortal emerged, Ye Han sensed the change in her expression and mood, so he spoke first, getting straight to the point.
If it had been an ordinary matter, Cold Moon Immortal would simply have sent him a voice transmission rather than asking to speak face-to-face. If there had been something else, she would have explained further.
He could also sense that Cold Moon Immortal's cultivation had reached an absolute bottleneck. She could no longer make any progress and needed to venture out to cultivate further.
As for the Night Spirit Immortal Emperor forcibly taking control of him and making him undertake dangerous tasks, Ye Han had never told Fairy Han Yue...
At Ye Han's words, Cold Moon Immortal's eyes shifted, and she said somewhat sadly, "Ye Han, you knew?"
Ye Han smiled. "Given our relationship, isn't it only natural that I would know?"
Cold Moon Immortal smiled faintly. "You always know just what to say."
Then she could not help sighing. "Ah, but once I leave this time, we may never have another chance to meet. This may be our final farewell."
Indeed, at her level of cultivation, venturing anywhere in search of a fortuitous opportunity was extremely dangerous. Even if she succeeded, who knew how many tens of thousands of years it would take to become a True Immortal? If she failed, this truly would be their final farewell...
At that thought, Cold Moon Immortal's expression grew melancholy...
Ye Han looked deeply into her eyes, considered for a moment, then replied, "Cold Moon, when my cultivation was still low, I lived in a Minor Star Realm. I had many close friends and confidants there, fellow disciples, and beloved dual cultivation partners like