Because of Yang Lingrui's physical condition, the two did not travel quickly. By the time they reached Wangyue City, only one day remained before the Golden Scale Dharma Assembly began.
The entrances to Wangyue City were separate for mortals and cultivators. Mortals entered through the north and south gates, while cultivators used the eastern and western platforms.
When they arrived at the eastern platform, a Daoist in white robes was already waiting there.
"Town Chief Gao, it has been a long time. I trust you have been well," the white-robed Daoist said.
"Cheng Yi! It's you!"
The moment Gao Hui saw him, he warmly stepped forward to exchange greetings and converse with him.
"Since we parted in Qiulu, it has been years since you and I last met."
"Indeed. Even now, I still miss those days."
The two had been Dynasty cultivators of the same generation and had once served together at the Immortal Patrol Division beneath Qiulu City.
Later, internal Dynasty transfers had sent Cheng Yi to the west of the Dynasty first. Then, a year later, Gao Hui had been transferred to Wangyue City.
After that came the Beast Tide. White Stone Town fell, and he was dispatched there to take charge.
What he had not expected was that, after so many years, Cheng Yi had also been transferred to Wangyue City and was now serving in the city's Immortal Patrol Division.
"Your timing really is good. You arrived just in time for such a grand event!"
"Of course. You know I've always had good luck."
As they spoke, Cheng Yi's gaze passed over Gao Hui and fell upon Yang Lingrui standing behind him.
"And this is...?"
At first glance, Yang Lingrui's exceptional appearance had caught his eye. Yet upon closer inspection, he found the man weak in