Upon hearing this, Yu'er nodded.
Compared to reporting it himself, Yang Fan going directly to the Holy Venerable would give her a much bigger surprise!
Yang Fan raised his head and looked around.
It tastes just like before.
Twelve years have passed.
The entire Tianzun Peak remained unchanged, with not a single flower or blade of grass altered.
Yang Fan felt a strange sense of nostalgia... He missed those carefree days of the past.
He lifted his foot and walked towards the Holy Venerable's woman's bedroom.
During the month or so he lived on Tianzun Peak, he came at least dozens of times, if not every day.
Therefore, he was quite familiar with everything here.
They were very familiar with the process.
Soon, Yang Fan arrived at the place where the Holy Venerable was cultivating.
Far away.
Yang Fan saw a beautiful figure sitting cross-legged on the ice jade bed in the distance.
Who else could it be but the supreme Holy One of the Holy Light Cult?
Twelve years have passed, and the woman's appearance has not changed at all.
For immortals, because their bodies are made of energy, they can completely maintain their youthful appearance.
Of course, as their lifespan nears its end, their appearance and physical functions will rapidly decline.
"Yu'er, what brings you here?"
The Holy Venerable did not open her eyes and mistakenly thought that Yu'er had come to find her.
After all, this is Tianzun Peak... Normally, only a few disciples come here every month.
The only person who could freely enter and leave her palace was her personal maid, Yu'er.
"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"
Yang Fan smiled broadly and suddenly made a joke.
When the Holy Venerable heard that it wasn't Yu'er's voice and that her aura was off, his expression changed drastically.
The next moment.
She suddenly opened her eyes and angrily shouted, "How dare you! You...you..."
The Holy One's angry rebuke was abruptly cut off before he could finish speaking.
Her eyes widened suddenly, revealing shock and disbelief.
She sat cross-legged on the bed, but her body jerked as if she had been electrocuted and she stood up.
Yang Fan stood there, looking at her with a hint of teasing, and said, "What...don't you recognize me?"
"..."
The Holy Venerable remained silent, her full, firm chest heaving violently, revealing the turbulent emotions churning within her.
"Hey! Don't you really recognize me?"
"No way, it hasn't been that long, and you've already forgotten me."
Yang Fan lifted his foot and walked towards the Holy Venerable.
A moment later, he arrived in front of the Holy Venerable and looked closely at the stunningly beautiful woman before him.
The Holy Venerable stared at him with unblinking eyes, her body trembling slightly.
She slowly raised her hand, instinctively wanting to touch Yang Fan's cheek to make sure it wasn't a dream.
Then, something came to her mind, and she put it down again.
The next moment.
She suddenly made a move, striking Yang Fan in the chest with a palm.
Bang!
Yang Fan was blasted dozens of meters away by her palm strike, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You filthy woman, are you sick in the head?"
Yang Fan's face darkened, and he cursed angrily!
Damn it!
He had just escaped from the Flowing Light Cave when he came to the Holy Light Church to find her.
Instead of giving her a warm hug, the woman launched a sneak attack.
Sure enough, a woman's mind is... fickle!
"Speak! Who are you?!"
The Holy Venerable ignored Yang Fan's insults and rebuked him coldly.
"Damn it! Who do you think I am?"
"You're not Yang Fan; his aura isn't like that."
The Holy Venerable spoke again in a cold voice.
For a fleeting moment, she also thought Yang Fan had returned, and her heart was pounding with excitement.
But.
She quickly calmed down because although the guy in front of her looked exactly like Yang Fan, his aura was very different.
Therefore, the Holy Venerable judged in his heart that this guy in front of him was an imposter!
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