This time, Chen Xun did not pay Little Wuhen any mind.
He merely looked at Yu Xuan with bright, keen eyes. Over these past hundred years, she had not said much of anything. She had simply stood there quietly, taking in the scenery along the way, without using the slightest trace of magical power.
That kid Yun XiHan had once told him that after the elders of his clan returned, they had still been deeply apprehensive of this female Venerable's Law Manifestation of Heaven and Earth. Facing two opponents alone, she had not fallen into the slightest disadvantage—she had been exceedingly fierce.
Yu Xuan smiled softly, her smile full of relief. Her gaze fell upon the end of the mountain spring. "Before coming here, I had already decided to go. I also promised my master. So, coming to see you this time was not to force you into doing anything."
"What I said earlier was merely what I had thought when I first asked you to come. It is not what I think now."
"Besides, the promise between us has already been fulfilled over these hundred years."
Yu Xuan abruptly turned her head and met Chen Xun's forceful gaze. "Moreover, along this journey, I have been touched by quite a bit of your immortal aura. Fortune has blessed me."
"Heh." Chen Xun snorted. Yu Xuan had never been serious.
"Say a proper farewell." Yu Xuan slowly rose to her feet, her eyes still carrying the free and easy air she had arrived with. "Perhaps this old lady will have the makings of an immortal someday. If this disciple of mine is so disappointing, then I can only rely on myself."
"Haha..." Chen Xun suddenly burst into laughter. He set down his clothes and stood up as well. "If Brother Ye