No wonder the Ancestor Masters of the Immortal Road consistently advocate for expeditions, more passionate than the young people.
Qin Ming's restless heart calmed down; he still had time.
"Brother Qin." The young Helian Mingxu approached, greeting him proactively.
"Sorry about last time on the moon." He spoke softly, now unexpectedly sensible, offering an apology and inviting Qin Ming for a discussion in the quiet room.
The side hall, part of a high-end lounge, surprisingly had silver Fire Springs flowing, with bright yet gentle light and Spiritual Material emanating, aiding cultivation.
Qin Ming sighed inwardly, the Great Yu Imperial Family's foundation was extraordinary, this was clearly a Miracle Spring.
Helian Mingxu said, "Brother Qin, I admire you. In the ups and downs of life, after being abandoned by the Cui Family, not only did you survive tenaciously, but after losing your memory, you even managed to rise on your own."
