Without the suppression of Immortal King Sanmu, Jiang Yixian quickly led the other party to the peak.
She personally served fragrant tea, and although Immortal King Sanmu exerted great pressure on her, she remained respectful and showed no sign of dissatisfaction.
Immortal Kings are exalted beings; without achieving that level of strength, one has no right to harbor grievances.
Immortal King Sanmu didn't care at all. He didn't even glance at Jiang Yixian, merely sipping tea, as if it wouldn't matter to him if another hundred or thousand years passed.
Of course, he had that kind of patience.
Time slowly passed, and it was two full days later that a powerful aura flowed out with a buzz. Finally, Xuanbing Xianwang exited seclusion. She approached gracefully, dressed in snow-white palace attire, elegant and poised.
"Fellow Daoist Sanmu." She nodded towards him, "I apologize for making you wait."
