Chapter 1000: The Olding Technique Still Needed Improvement Shen Yun looked toward the burly young man before him and said calmly as ever, "It's been several years, yet your changes are rather substantial, Fellow Daoist."
At these words, Little Martial Saint's gleam in the eyes sharpened imperceptibly. Ripples seemed to spread out deep within his pupils before quickly settling back into silence.
He fell silent for a moment before finally letting out a long sigh. His voice exuded weariness. "The Jiang Family has suffered a drastic upheaval recently, so it's only natural that my spirits have been low. I've made a fool of myself before brother Shen."
The news that King Jiang Wu had been ambushed and that his life or death was unknown had gradually spread throughout the Heavenly Domain.
Shen Yun had heard about it as well. He nodded noncommittally, with neither surprise nor any intent to probe in his expression, as though he had completely believed this explanation.
"I heard that you entered the Ancient Immortal Realm this time to search for an Immortal medicine that could nourish the soul. Did you find anything?"
Immediately afterward, he changed the subject to the real matter at hand, his tone natural and utterly seamless.
Little Martial Saint noticed nothing amiss and answered frankly, "To be honest with brother Shen, I did discover a Secret Realm. It is suspected to be the place where Left Envoy Duobao passed away."
"Oh?"
Shen Yun raised his brows slightly and revealed a meaningful smile, seeming genuinely delighted by the news. "You actually encountered such an opportunity. Congratulations."
"I'm afraid I've disappointed brother Shen. I didn't obtain any treasures."
Little Martial Saint shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed again. "The outskirts of that Secret Realm were guarded by a Daluo-level divine