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This girl is Qinxin's disciple, and she’s somewhat familiar to me. However, during my time in the mortal world, what left a deep impression on me was merely her sharp tongue; she had no other special talents in cultivation. Her current cultivation level is only at the Profound Abyss stage—how could it be possible for her to discern my movements?

The astonishment continued.

They say that one should look at people anew after three days apart, and the ancients did not deceive me. If I hadn't guessed wrongly, Wu Yun'er must have had some extraordinary experiences over these years.

With this thought in mind, Lin Xuan found it hard to continue hiding his presence. He had already confirmed his suspicions; a long-lost friend was here, so he intended to meet them anyway. Even if Wu Yun'er revealed his whereabouts, it would just be an unexpected surprise, nothing to feel regretful about.

On the other side, Wu Yun'er's words drew everyone's attention.

Someone was surveying around?

Whizzing sounds entered his ears as several people raised their treasures.

The current Baxuan Pavilion was in conflict with other sects, and they were at a disadvantage. It was no wonder they were on high alert.

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze.

Just when everyone hesitated, a sigh filled the air, carrying an indescribable joy. Then, a flash of green light appeared before their eyes—a cultivator materialized.

He was in his early twenties, extremely young with no remarkable features; he looked like just another person thrown into a crowd and would be quickly forgotten.

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile.

Wu Yun'er and Liu Xin were struck by lightning, their faces filled with disbelief.

After thousands of years apart, how could they not miss Lin Xuan?

Back then, the two girls had unexpected good fortune; they ascended to the Spirit Realm. However, Baxuan Pavilion couldn't go with them. The current Baxuan Pavilion was what they had rebuilt, using the same name out of profound nostalgia for Lin Xuan.

At night, they often dreamed of reuniting with him.

Unfortunately, it was just a dream.

The Spirit Realm was vast, with hundreds of small interfaces. Most of these small interfaces were much larger than the mortal world.

Finding each other here would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Both girls knew that they would never see Lin Xuan again in this life.

Yet, they continued to build Baxuan Pavilion, even though it was across the vast expanse of the heavens. It was a form ofentrust (reliance).

However, now, had heaven opened its eyes?

Heaven be praised! The master was sent here!

The overwhelming joy left them speechless. They couldn't believe their own eyes and feared that they might have seen wrong or it was just a dream.

Only when Lin Xuan's intoxicating smile appeared did he say, "How is it, two girls? Just a thousand years apart, you can’t recognize me?"

"Master."

The two finally confirmed that they hadn't mistaken him for someone else and weren't in a dream.

Liu Xin stepped forward, her trembling body unable to control itself. Tears slid down her fair face.

"Is it really you, Master?"

She softly called out, afraid of making a mistake and shattering the beautiful illusion.

"It's me," Lin Xuan said with a smile: "Xin'er, I didn’t expect to meet you again. I’m truly... delighted."

The word "delighted" seemed to ignite all of Liu Xin’s sorrows and emotions. Her centuries-long yearning was realized in this moment; she couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, throwing herself into Lin Xuan's arms.

"Master, it is you, really you."

"Yes, it's me."

The girl's excitement left Lin Xuan somewhat startled, but he was touched by Xin'er’s genuine emotions. It was just a hug, yet Lin Xuan wrapped his arms around the young woman: "Silly girl, don't cry. With me here, there's no need to worry about Baxuan Pavilion."

"Senior."

...

Compared to Liu Xin, Wu Yun'er appeared more reserved, but her joy and excitement were evident. Her true feelings were not exaggerated at all.

The other cultivators of Baxuan Pavilion were dumbfounded.

This Baxuan Pavilion was different from the previous one; it had been established after their ascension to the Spirit Realm.

As for Lin Xuan, they hadn't seen him before.

But saying that they didn’t know each other would be inaccurate. His portrait hung in the pavilion, and two of its leaders had a deep connection with him—one was once his maidservant, while the other called him senior.

These secrets were unknown to low-ranking disciples, but this time, all the reinforcements accompanying the two leaders were elite warriors without doubt.

The reason behind it was well-known.

Seeing Lin Xuan's gaze, one cultivator suddenly had a sudden realization and knelt before him, performing a grand bow: "Subordinate pays respects to the Young Master. Congratulations on reuniting with the two leaders; this is a joyous occasion."

Other cultivators were stunned, then followed suit, their heads bowing like garlic cloves. Although it was somewhat exaggerated, such courtesy was not frowned upon.

Some even secretly released their divine sense to check Lin Xuan's cultivation level but were shocked upon seeing his profound and unfathomable presence; they couldn't discern his cultivation stage at all—could he be a spirit realm cultivator?

Before this thought could fully form, someone suddenly exclaimed in shock: "Senior, did I see wrong? You’ve already become an existence of great power who has passed the Tribulation?"

Wu Yun'er's face was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Her cultivation level was only at the Profound Abyss stage, but she had extraordinary good fortune; she cultivated a special talent that allowed her to discern others' movements and their cultivation levels without being bound by their realm.

"Really? Master, you’ve truly passed the Tribulation?" Liu Xin asked with shock on her face. This was impossible—Master’s progress in such a short time was unprecedented, too fast for words.

"Yes."

Lin Xuan didn't need to hide anything from these two girls: "Over these years, I haven’t wasted my time; now, I’m at the middle stage of Tribulation Passer."

Lin Xuan's words brought thunderous applause. The Baxuan Pavilion’s cultivators were surprised and delighted. Heaven had indeed been kind to them by sending such a powerful ally.

With his help, their minor crisis was trivial.

"Pay respects to the senior!"

The Cloud Concealment Sect was vast with many powerful sects. Baxuan Pavilion was insignificant in comparison. The two leaders were only at the Profound Abyss stage; the rest of the disciples had even lower cultivation levels—Tribulation Passers were legendary figures for them, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

In their ecstasy, they naturally revered Lin Xuan to the utmost!

Postscript: Today, I invited my father-in-law and mother-in-law for a family dinner.

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