Guiru City.
Clouds layered like a thousand radiant hues; in the air, streaks of tunneling light swirled gracefully, imbued with ethereal immortal charm.
The Sea Dragon Immortal Boat slowly approached the shore. Ning Daoran stood at the bow, one hand clasped behind his back. From the watchtower at the port, a figure descended lightly—a woman dressed in white robes, her immortal charm unparalleled. Who else could it be if not Ning Mingyu?
"Brother!"
Ning Mingyu landed directly on the deck of the Sea Dragon Immortal Boat, her face lit with joy. She spoke, "As soon as I received word of your arrival in the harbor, I rushed over. Do you have any idea how worried I've been about your safety during your time away?"
"And yet here I am, safe and sound, am I not?"
Ning Daoran chuckled and said, "Mingyu, come meet Fellow Daoists Du'e and Liu Yun."
"Yes!"
