Turning Blades into Jade and Silk

Lian Yu's subtle change in mood could hardly escape Shi Xuan's notice. He could not help but chuckle inwardly.

As one under the sect of Dao Ancestor, Lian Yu had no need whatsoever to put on an act. Even if exposing Shi Xuan's identity truly meant harming him, he would surely do so openly and aboveboard. It seemed those under the sect of Dao Ancestor had an innate flaw: they judged others by themselves and often failed to consider matters thoroughly enough.

Thus, Shi Xuan spoke with great sincerity. "I was traveling through the Taiyuan Realm and happened to form some acquaintance with True Person Jiang of the Imperial Gate Sect. By chance, it was the Chaos Heavenly Emperor's birthday, so I shamelessly came to impose for a meal. I never expected to encounter Fellow Daoist Lian Yu here. It has already been over two thousand years since we parted at the Tai Xu Dharma Assembly. Seeing Fellow Daoist Lian Yu again, I am quite delighted."

Shi Jingren had already fallen, and he had died within the embryonic Time Barrier that gave birth to the Cosmic Light Bell. Not even the Golden Immortal Dao Ancestors knew who had killed him. Those who did know either would never reveal it, or had taken part in the deed themselves. Therefore, Shi Xuan felt he bore no deep hatred toward Lian Yu. Since Lian Yu had taken the initiative to show goodwill, as the saying went, it was better to dissolve an enemy than tie one. One more fellow Daoist meant one more road.

After saying the wrong thing, Lian Yu saw that Shi Xuan showed not the slightest anger or hatred. He had still been somewhat hesitant, afraid that Shi Xuan wore a kindly face while hiding a black heart, secretly engraving