The vortex enveloping Lingxiao Zhenren and his six companions quickly disappeared from everyone's sight; judging by the distance, they must have been thrown quite far.

Without the six people stopping them, the group quickly returned to Ninghua Sect.

When Changli Immortal Lord and Wuwei Daoist, who came out to greet them, saw the group from Taichu Sect, they thought they were hallucinating.

“Purify the mind…?” The Taoist Master Wuwei hesitated, his voice seemingly trembling.

The Taoist Master Jingxin smiled with a hint of bitterness, as if he had been through many hardships. “Non-action is what I am.”

Originally thought to be a scene of great turmoil for old friends, who both believed the other had passed away, they discovered after many hardships that the other was still alive and met again, a scene that was extremely touching.

Shen Sangruo was about to sigh in her heart when, unexpectedly, the expressions on the two people's faces turned sour on the spot, as if they had agreed beforehand.

"Holy crap, it really is a living person! I thought it was some kind of ghost in broad daylight. You old codger, you're still alive? You've got some nerve." The Taoist Wuwei's tone was as sarcastic as could be.

Master Jingxin smiled insincerely, "You old thing are not bad either. I was even saying that I would build a grave for you and give you a proper memorial service when you came out. It's such a pity. I even prepared offerings."

"Why not die sooner rather than later? So as not to waste my good intentions." Daoist Jingxin's expression was sincere, as if he were making a genuine suggestion.

Well, if you ignore what he suggested.

Wuwei Daoist waved his hand to politely refuse, and then took the initiative, saying, "You're not dead yet, how could I possibly die before you? If anyone's going to die, it'll be you first. Ninghua Sect has plenty of land; we could bury ten of you. Don't be so polite with me."

"Well then, there's no other way. I'll have to deal with your offerings myself." Master Jingxin feigned helplessness.

Shen Sangruo: ...

Listening to their back-and-forth conversation, which included both sarcastic remarks and frank expressions, it was clear that they had pushed their offensive power to the extreme.

Shen Sangruo fell silent.

Fang Yu and the others were just as shocked as she was.

Is this really the right way to reunite with old friends?

Is this right? This can't be right!

Ye Huai and his companions were not surprised by this; they were already used to the "harmonious" way the Daoists of Wuwei and Jingxin got along.

It's not a big deal since no fight broke out.

Thinking of the glorious deeds of these two, who fought their way from the Taichu Sect to the Starry Plain, Shen Sangruo suddenly felt that their bickering was nothing.

After a round of "warm and harmonious" pleasantries, the two finally got down to business and started reminiscing about the past.

His tone also carried a hint of emotion.

“I never imagined that we would be able to reunite after ten thousand years,” said Daoist Jingxin.

"Yes, it must have been quite an ordeal. Did you cause the disturbances in Starry Plains? How did you survive?" asked the Taoist Wuwei.

The two suddenly calmed down, as if they weren't the ones who had just been verbally abusing each other.

"It's a long story," sighed Master Jingxin, and began to recount the events in detail.

It was both a reunion and a way to exchange information.

After this explanation, everyone remaining in the Ninghua Sect knew what had happened in the Starry Plains.

"Sect Master, I have already sent someone to inform the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits. News of the formation will soon spread throughout the entire cultivation world," Shen Sangruo said, recounting what she had just done.

With a specific direction in place, the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits will coordinate the sects and cultivators in the cultivation world to respond accordingly.

Wuwei Daoist nodded, his face full of satisfaction, especially in front of Jingxin Daoist, he felt a bit smug.

"Sang girl is so thoughtful." He stroked his beard and chuckled. "Ever since Sang girl became the young sect leader of Ninghua Sect, I haven't had to worry about sect affairs anymore."

"Where can you find such a fine young sect leader? I've truly found a treasure. Why don't I just hand over the Ninghua Sect to you and retire? Hahaha."

His gaze swept over Jingxin Daoren and Shi Zhili from time to time, his meaning couldn't be clearer.

It's just like "other people's parents" showing off "other people's children".

Shi Zhili felt inexplicably uncomfortable and habitually turned his head away, ignoring the situation.

Surprisingly, the Pure Heart Daoist, who always loved to oppose the Daoist of Non-Action, did not refute his views.

Shen Sangruo's excellence is so remarkable that it's hard to say anything against one's conscience; it would hurt one's conscience. Her brilliance is simply impossible to conceal.

Looking at Chen Sangruo, he was very satisfied. He had to admit that Wuwei, that old bastard, had really struck it lucky. He was jealous.

Looking at Shi Zhili, who had turned his head to the side, Jingxin Daoist suddenly stiffened, and the smile on his face froze.

Fine, I'll raise the child I picked up myself.

While waiting for news from the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits, Shen Sanruo took out the things that Feng Heyun and Lu Shiqing had given her.

Everyone knew that the six people who came to ambush him had been packed up and thrown away by Qi Yan.

Seeing her action, I knew she wanted to rekindle her emotions.

The six immortals, including Changli Immortal Lord, said nothing and stood silently beside her.

They respect every decision she makes, and no matter what, they will stand by her side.

Years of getting along have given them a deep understanding of Shen Sangruo, and they believe that even if their feelings are restored, she will never return to the Feiyun Sect.

It's not because of them that she's like this or that; they are important to her, but they are not her whole life.

Having experienced giving her heart away only to have it crushed, she has matured considerably in her relationships with others, becoming less dependent and more open-minded.

She might leave Ninghua Sect someday, but for other reasons, and certainly not because of those people from Feiyun Sect.

The hall suddenly fell silent as everyone watched intently at Shen Sangruo's hand movements, their expressions serious.

Shi Zhili keenly sensed the change in atmosphere.

She walked around to their side, nudged Ye Huai with her elbow, and looked on with amusement. "She's about to regain her emotions. She doesn't want you guys anymore."

His tone was unmistakably malicious.

Unexpectedly, Ye Huai only glanced at him coldly before looking away, too lazy to pay him any more attention.

That kind of look is like looking at a brainless idiot; it may not be very hurtful, but it's extremely insulting.

His expression showed no sign of panic, as if he already knew what the outcome would be.

The other people had the same expression on their faces.

Shi Zhili, realizing he had made a fool of himself, could only purse his lips and step aside to observe how things would develop.

He still longs to rediscover the impact of his emotions on Shen Sangruo.

The most unpredictable thing in the world is emotion. After all, those were her former adoptive father and master. They used to have a deep relationship, and it was only because someone deliberately stirred things up.

Shi Zhili knew, of course, that Bai Mumu's provocation was not a reason to exonerate those people.

But what if Shen Sang is not clear-headed, and after regaining her feelings, she loses her senses and forgives those people?