Heavenly Derivation Sect, Heavenly Derivation Peak.
Inside the Main Hall, only Lü Xuan and Bai Xuanling remained.
Everyone else had been cleared out, even Yan Yun.
Bai Xuanling had personally escorted Chu Xingchen back to the Heavenly Derivation Sect with great fanfare, while also summoning cultivators she knew who were skilled in medicine to examine his injuries.
Only now, with everything taken care of, had Bai Xuanling come to Heavenly Derivation Peak.
Lü Xuan looked at the somewhat forlorn Bai Xuanling with relief and delight, then slowly asked:
"How is Chu Xingchen?"
"His injuries are rather serious. He'll need some time to recover." Bai Xuanling sighed softly.
Lü Xuan nodded gently. "Whatever he needs, everyone in the Heavenly Derivation Sect will do their utmost to provide it."
Bai Xuanling shook her head and said:
"Xiaobaiqing has cried her eyes red. To Chu Xingchen, there's probably nothing more precious than her tears."
Lü Xuan fell silent for a moment, then looked at Bai Xuanling, whose aura had grown even more profound and substantial, and asked:
"Have you... become a True Immortal?"
"Yes." Bai Xuanling nodded.
Lü Xuan unconsciously stroked his beard and said:
"Then why haven't you ascended?"
Bai Xuanling replied calmly, "If I do nothing, then it will indeed happen soon."
"What do you mean by that?" Lü Xuan frowned.
Bai Xuanling did not answer. Her gaze turned toward the door.
"It's been so long since I felt this free. All the shackles binding me have fallen away. It feels so unreal. Or rather, all of this feels so unreal."
Lü Xuan pondered in silence, his eyes fixed on Bai Xuanling.
Bai Xuanling rose and walked outside. "All right, you've seen me now. Reports with the details will naturally arrive shortly. You know I've never liked giving reports."
Seeing this,