Deep winter was approaching.
A new year was about to arrive.
As in previous years, Luo Chen brought Ye Qi back to the Great Wu Dynasty to celebrate the new year with family and friends.
After returning to Coiled Mountain, Ye Qi hurried off to the Demon Suppression Bureau in search of Liu Yuanyao.
Luo Chen himself strolled near the imperial capital, taking in the bustle of the new year.
The Great Wu Imperial Capital had a strong Go culture and had produced several so-called masters of the Way of Go.
It drew many experts from the surrounding territories.
At this moment, Wangji sat upright upon a raised platform, locked in a fierce battle across the Go board with a master of the Way of Go from beyond the realm.
A crowd had already gathered around them, pointing and whispering among themselves.
Standing at the rear of the crowd, Luo Chen's gaze was drawn to a man nearby.
Out of habit, he cast a Lifespan inspection on him.
[Zhang Ling (Forging the Dao Realm): 102/1999.]
This man was merely a Forging the Dao Realm cultivator, dressed in a gray Daoist robe, with a calm and ordinary face.
Even his maximum lifespan was entirely unremarkable.
It was the lifespan an ordinary Forging the Dao Realm cultivator ought to have.
Yet it was precisely such an ordinary cultivator who had inexplicably caught Luo Chen's eye, though he seemed so utterly commonplace.
That contradiction set Luo Chen thinking.
As though he had sensed something, Zhang Ling drew his gaze away from the Go board ahead and turned to look at Luo Chen.
Their eyes met, and Zhang Ling gave him a slight nod.
Luo Chen paused in surprise, then stepped closer and cupped his hands with a smile. "Fellow Daoist, you