611: Chapter 611 Senior Ling, it's been a long time

Ji Qingyi gazed at the unfamiliar faces before her, a trace of confusion flitting across her face until her gaze landed on the faint Qilin True Fire surrounding Mo Yu.

Only then did the sharp, formidable young figures from her memories who had swept through their generation gradually overlap with the individuals before her.

A flash of realization instantly crossed her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of uncertainty:

"Are you my Benefactor's Disciples, Battle Asura, Sword White Robe, Azure Rakshasa...?"

"They are indeed my Disciples."

Gu Changge's voice rang out calmly, confirming her suspicion.

He spoke casually, "When traveling outside previously, to avoid unnecessary trouble, we made some disguises. One can never be too careful."

Made some disguises... Never be too careful...

Ji Qingyi understood immediately, her previous doubts vanishing into thin air.

Only, they were already so strong, did they still need to be so cautious?

"The Yaochi Holy Master has some temporary business and will be staying at Zizhu Peak for a while," Gu Changge added indifferently.

"I am Xiao Ruobai."

Xiao Ruobai was the first to cup his hands, his tone sincere as he expressed his gratitude once more, "Thank you, Holy Master, for risking your life to protect us in the Emperors Tomb back then."

"Fang Hanyu." Fang Hanyu nodded slightly, a few more hints of respect appearing between his cold brows.

"Ling Xi greets the Yaochi Holy Master."

"Qin Yuechen, you can just call me Little Fatty!" Wang Xiaopang's voice was loud and clear as he pulled Mo Yu along to pay their respects.

"So it is you, Fellow Daoists."

Ji Qingyi hurriedly returned the salute, a genuine smile appearing on her face. The tension she felt from the impact of her past life and from facing Gu Changge eased considerably at this moment.

Feeling a sense of genuine closeness, she returned their salute, "It was just a small effort back then; there is no need for Fellow Daoists to keep it in mind."

Her gaze swept over the people before her, and waves rose in her heart once more.

The several people before her had auras as heavy and stable as mountains, profound and unfathomable. They were worlds apart from when they first met in the Emperors Tomb; they clearly already stood at the true peak of the Xuanhuang Great World.

Yet even so, they still remained anonymous outside, traveling under disguised identities. This level of composure and low-profile behavior, far exceeding their age, was truly startling.

Under her Benefactor's tutelage, everyone was indeed a dragon or phoenix among men. Not only was their talent peerless, but this Heart-Nature of not revealing their sharp edges was likely the key to how they had made it to this day.

She sighed inwardly, her awe and gratitude toward Gu Changge deepening even further.

"And this is...?"

At this time, Wang Xiaopang's curious voice rang out. His round eyes couldn't help but glance at the silver phantom on the stone cliff that was currently absorbing the moonlight.

Gu Changge glanced at Yue Liuli, who was currently Cultivating, and said casually, "Just a remnant Soul, no need to pay it any mind."

"A remnant Soul?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ruobai's brow furrowed slightly, repeating those two words.

His gaze gradually became strange, even tinged with a hint of subtle embarrassment, as if a long-lost memory had suddenly been triggered.

He raised a hand to slap his forehead and muttered to himself, "Oh, I almost forgot about that!"

After speaking, he ignored everyone's gazes and directly sent his Divine Sense into his Storage Ring, his fingertips moving quickly as he urgently searched for something inside.

"Where is it? I just tossed it in back then with a pile of junk..."

He muttered to himself, his expression showing a bit of anxiety and a bit of being caught between laughter and tears.

Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, and the others looked at each other; they had never seen Xiao Ruobai with such an expression before.

Wang Xiaopang, however, was the first to react. His eyes lit up as he leaned toward Xiao Ruobai:

"Senior Brother, are you talking about the remnant Soul inside that Sacred Artifact Pagoda?!"

As soon as he said this, Fang Hanyu also instantly understood.

Back then, the Tongtian Pagoda he and his Senior Brother had obtained in the Secret Realm contained the Soul of a Half-Saint.

Once, when they were in secluded meditation to achieve a Breakthrough to the Heavenly Human Realm, they had entered the pagoda, and that Half-Saint remnant Soul had even ranted and complained inside.

"Good heavens, you actually forgot about him for so long!"

Wang Xiaopang clicked his tongue. Remembering Ling Qiong's frantic, abandoned look back then, he couldn't help but be amused.

The embarrassment on Xiao Ruobai's face deepened. He gave a dry cough, his hands not stopping:

"After the Breakthrough back then, there were too many things to do. Once I got busy, I just put it in the back of my mind..."

"Found it!"

His eyes lit up, and he quickly took out the small pagoda. Xiao Ruobai somewhat embarrassedly sent his Divine Sense into it.

The space inside the pagoda was vast, with Dao Rhymes flowing.

A Divine Soul with a handsome but deeply haggard face was sitting bored in the Void Realm, looking forward with eager anticipation.

His gaze was filled with a longing for the outside world.

When Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu were achieving their Breakthroughs in the pagoda back then, he had hoped to gain some benefit from it. But as soon as the two left, he was tossed back into the pagoda to collect dust.

Xiao Ruobai's Divine Sense watched this scene, the embarrassment on his face deepening. He gave a dry cough and tried to use a Divine Sense Transmission: "Senior Ling, long time no see."

"Who?!"

Ling Qiong jerked his head up, a flash of vigilance appearing in his eyes before he realized who it was, instantly exploding in anger:

"It's you, kid! You finally remembered me?! Did you forget about me completely long ago?!"

"My apologies, my apologies," Xiao Ruobai hurriedly apologized, his tone sincere.

"These past few years, I've been busy with Cultivation and training. It was a momentary oversight that I forgot about you. It's my fault!"

While sincerely apologizing, Xiao Ruobai used his Divine Sense as a guide to slowly lead Ling Qiong's Divine Soul out of the Tongtian Pagoda.

As soon as Ling Qiong's Divine Soul surged out of the pagoda, before he could even stretch his form, the moment his gaze swept over the scene before him, the entire phantom was like being struck by lightning, instantly freezing in mid-air.

Gu Changge sat quietly by the stone table. Although he emitted no pressure, his calm eyes made it so that Ling Qiong didn't even have the courage to look up and meet his gaze. Only submission and trembling from the deepest part of his Soul remained.

Not far away, even a casual wisp of aura from the Yaochi Holy Master, Ji Qingyi, made Ling Qiong's Half-Saint remnant Soul feel as if it were being crushed by a Divine Soul. He felt as if his Soul would Fly Away and Spirit Scatter in the next moment.

Looking at the others around him, not a single one was an ordinary person. Each was unfathomable, and the Dao Rhymes surrounding them were countless times more vast and heavy than the top-tier experts he had seen in his prime.

The last trace of complaint Ling Qiong had instantly froze, his eyes filled with extreme shock and wariness.

Without even time to think, his figure blurred and with a "whoosh," he shrunk back into the Tongtian Pagoda.

"Scared me to death, scared me to death!"

Ling Qiong's Divine Soul huddled inside the Tongtian Pagoda, the phantom trembling slightly as he muttered incessantly.

"What kind of lineup is out there? Could it be that I've been cooped up in the pagoda so long I'm having hallucinations?"

Looking at the panicked Ling Qiong inside the pagoda, the embarrassment on Xiao Ruobai's face deepened, and he hurriedly used his Divine Sense to soothe him:

"Senior Ling, don't be afraid. They are all our own people; it's definitely not a hallucination."

As he spoke, the spiritual energy at his fingertips moved slightly, and a gentle yet irresistible force wrapped around Ling Qiong's Divine Soul, guiding him out of the pagoda once more.

The next chapter is still being written; everyone, please wait patiently!