Those Who Come Mean Trouble

The next morning, the faint chill mist had yet to fully disperse from the Capital City.

Several hundred li outside Shangqing Palace, near an ancient stone pavilion known as Tingsong Pavilion.

Built against the mountainside, the pavilion commanded a broad view, allowing one to take in the outline of that majestic Immortal Palace floating amid the clouds in the distance.

Whoosh—

The morning wind swept through the pine forest, raising wave after wave of sighing roars and lending the place a few more shades of tranquil desolation.

Ye Li stepped into the pavilion, where a figure had already been waiting for quite some time.

It was Chen Chuan, dressed in dark robes, excitement written across his face though he could not conceal his nervousness.

"Lord Ye!"

The moment he spotted Ye Li approaching through the morning mist, he hurried out of the pavilion, bowed deeply, and said respectfully:

"This subordinate, Chen Chuan, truly never expected that you would actually find time to come!"

Ye Li gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping over Chen Chuan.

This former captain's aura was far more solid than it had been at Dragon Pool. His cultivation had improved, but the anxiety born of worrying over someone still lingered unmistakably between his brows.

"No need for formalities." Ye Li's voice was calm as he casually tossed over the green jade storage pouch he had upgraded. "Take it. A meeting gift for your sister."

Chen Chuan caught it in a panic. His divine sense instinctively entered it, and the surging energy within made him suck in a sharp breath!

The jade bottles gleaming with flowing light and the treasure herbs wreathed in mist were not only all at the Great Void Realm, but their quality was so extraordinary that he had seen them only in the