"Sixth Junior Brother."
Gu Ji raced down the mountain in excitement. Compared with his former detached indifference to worldly affairs, he seemed far more like his true self now. "Sixth Junior Brother!!"
"Everyone."
Chen Xun was cupping his hands slightly toward everyone around him. When he heard his Second Senior Brother's voice, he turned with a smile and called back, "Haha, Second Senior Brother."
A smile shone in Ling Qing Zhi's eyes.
Outsiders did not know that throughout those long ages, their Sixth Junior Brother had actually been closest to their Second Junior Brother.
Perhaps it was because they had shared the same ideals when they went to the Taiyi Immortal Domain back then. Or perhaps it was because, during the Ancient Era, Gu Ji had always cared for his fellow disciples, toiling without complaint, yet had neither attained the Dao and become an immortal nor made his name known throughout the world, leaving behind many regrets.
"Sixth Junior Brother."
Roar~~~
A long cry descended from the horizon, slicing through the sky like a blade. A shadow blotted out the heavens and the sun, plunging the land around Chen Xun straight into night. It was an old Kunpeng, arriving with the weathered air of an elderly father.
Rumble...
He abruptly descended, making the ground quake.
"Heh, Kunpeng." Chen Xun chuckled despite himself. Powerful cultivators rode their own mounts. Who else was like his master, always lending his mount to his disciples?
"Hop on."
Kunpeng looked delighted, his acquired Primordial Beginning immortal eyes gazing across heaven and earth. "I'll show you what the Fu Shi Religion looks like now. It's more than ten thousand times larger than our old grounds back then. You could call it one religion spanning an entire continent!"
"Let's go." Chen Xun's eyes lit up. He stood