Since Snow Ji had come to Green Mountain, Jing Jiu had visited her in the Sword Prison several times. Whether he was passing through or had come expressly to see her, this was exceedingly rare for him. First, it showed how much importance he placed on her and how much he respected her. Second, there was something he wanted to confirm. The last and most important reason was simple: he wanted to communicate with her.
There were truly very few beings who possessed his former heights and experience, who could converse with him as equals.
On his previous visits, he had ultimately given up and merely asked whether she wanted a different chair, because he did not want to risk contact with her divine sense.
Because of that lotus flower, he really wanted to have a conversation with her today, but in the end he still chose to give up, turning toward the passage.
Snow Ji turned back to look at the solitary snowy peak on this side.
Passing through the Sword Prison, he arrived at Hidden Peak. The clear sky was cloudless for ten thousand miles, the starlight flowing like water. It was utterly different from the stormy night on the other side, almost unreal.
Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze, walked through the air, and landed among the peaks.
The ruby outside the cave abode was still lit, and the sword sense he had left behind had not been disturbed. It seemed Corpse Dog really had not come to see Fang Jingtian.
Next, he went to Tong Yan's cave abode.
Tong Yan opened his eyes and, seeing him, said somewhat coldly, "Didn't we agree you wouldn't bother me for ten years?"
Jing Jiu ignored him and walked to the stone table.
A go board sat on the