212: See you again

Two streams of light streaked across the sky, one green and one purple, flying side by side, like the two most brilliant streaks of sunset clouds on the horizon.

The clouds receded rapidly beneath them.

"Sister Ling, we are both here by the Grand Elder's command. I imagine the Elder must be a person of great virtue and prestige." Purple Spirit's voice carried a smile, attempting to elicit some information from Ling Yuling.

She was truly curious about the identity of the mysterious person who had secretly supported the Myriad Sound Sect to reach its current position.

"The Elder, he..." Ling Yuling turned her head to look at the exceptionally beautiful woman beside her, but swallowed her words, only revealing a profound and enigmatic smile. "Purple Spirit, you will understand when you meet him."

She thought to herself, that Senior is not really associated with the words "virtuous and prestigious."

He is more like a… bad guy who acts as he pleases and plays with the world.

Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, Purple Spirit did not press further, assuming that the Elder had an eccentric personality and disliked outsiders discussing him.

The more this was the case, the stronger her anticipation and nervousness became.

Ling Yuling led the way, not flying directly into the depths of the clouds, but instead slowly descending into a secluded mountain valley in the back of Tianxing City.

The valley was lush with flowers and plants, filled with Spiritual Qi, and in the center stood an inconspicuous small altar.

Upon the altar, countless profound and complex runes were carved, forming a small teleportation Formation, which was emitting faint spatial fluctuations.

"This is..." Surprise showed in Purple Spirit's beautiful eyes.

She could feel that although this Formation was small, the power of the Space Law it contained far surpassed any large teleportation Formation she had ever seen.

"This is a private teleportation Formation personally set up by the Elder, leading directly to the Floating Immortal Island," Ling Yuling explained. "Besides me, no one has ever used it before."

Upon hearing this, Purple Spirit's heart was stirred even more.

To have that mysterious Grand Elder specially set up a teleportation Formation just for her, this Deacon Ling Yuling's position in the Elder's heart was probably extraordinary.

The two entered the Formation, one after the other.

As Ling Yuling cast a spell, the Formation glowed brightly, engulfing their figures.

The previously lighthearted atmosphere vanished instantly.

About to meet the legendary figure, both Ling Yuling and Purple Spirit suppressed all emotions, their expressions becoming solemn and respectful.

Purple Spirit was so nervous that her palms were even slightly sweaty.

The light dissipated.

A pure Spiritual Qi, ten times denser than the outside world, rushed towards them, invigorating Purple Spirit.

She opened her eyes, instantly awestruck by the sight before her.

Beneath their feet was a vast, boundless white jade plaza, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the flowing clouds in the sky. In the distance, immortal palaces and pavilions rose and fell, hidden amidst the mist, grand and majestic, like a miracle.

This was the legendary Floating Immortal Island.

And in the center of that plaza, a figure stood with his back to them, hands clasped behind him.

He wore a simple green robe, his figure tall and straight, his black hair like a waterfall. Just standing there quietly, he seemed to merge with the entire world.

It's him!

Ling Yuling's heart skipped a beat.

She instinctively wanted to call out that familiar name, but a glance at the nervous Purple Spirit beside her made her forcefully suppress that intimacy.

In formal settings, especially in front of outsiders, the Senior's dignity must be maintained.

She took a deep breath, stepped forward, curtsied, her voice clear and respectful.

"Jade Spirit greets Qing… Elder."

She couldn't help but utter the word "Qing" softly, carrying a hint of familiarity that others might not detect.

However, that single word, like a thunderbolt, exploded in Purple Spirit's mind.

Qing… Elder?

Purple Spirit's pupils suddenly contracted, staring intently at that back.

So similar.

It was too similar!

This tall figure, this casual demeanor, this familiar green robe… gradually overlapped with the figure that had haunted her dreams for countless days and nights, etched deep into her Soul.

How could this be…

How could he be the Star Palace's Grand Elder?

The immense shock left her mind blank, her entire body frozen in place, forgetting to bow and even to breathe.

Seeing Purple Spirit stunned, Ling Yuling felt a surge of anxiety and quickly reached out her jade hand, gently patting Purple Spirit's arm, reminding her with her eyes not to be rude.

Purple Spirit trembled all over, suddenly snapping back to reality.

She then realized her impropriety.

Regardless of whether the other party was truly him, her behavior just now was highly disrespectful in front of such a figure.

She quickly suppressed the tumultuous thoughts in her heart, mimicking Ling Yuling's bow, though her voice trembled imperceptibly due to nervousness.

"Myriad Sound Sect… Purple Spirit greets the Grand Elder."

"Miss Wang Ning, there's no need to be so formal."

A gentle male voice slowly drifted over.

Boom!

Wang Ning!

In this world, there was only one man who would call out her real name with such a tone!

Purple Spirit could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart. She abruptly looked up, her beautiful, moist eyes filled with disbelief.

"Elder… is it you?" Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

The figure finally turned slowly.

What met her gaze was a handsome face, adorned with a brilliant smile.

Those deep eyes were filled with the tenderness and joy of a long-awaited reunion.

"Long time no see, Ning'er."

It's him!

It really is him!

All the conjectures, all the hopes, turned into reality at this moment.

The hardships of single-handedly supporting the Myriad Sound Sect over the years, the cautious maneuvering when facing various forces, the loneliness and longing in the quiet of the night… countless emotions, like a bursting dam, instantly overwhelmed all her reason and pretense.

"Green Brother!"

Purple Spirit let out a tearful cry, no longer caring that the Star Palace Deacon was present, nor about the Grand Elder's identity.

She lifted her skirt and, like a young swallow returning to its nest, rushed over recklessly, throwing herself into the broad embrace she had yearned for day and night.

"Wuu… Green Brother… Wang Ning misses you so much… misses you so much…"

Warm tears instantly soaked Lin Feng's chest. She hugged him tightly, as if to melt herself into his body, afraid that this was just an unreal dream.

Lin Feng felt the beautiful woman in his arms trembling violently, and his heart was filled with pity and emotion.

He gently patted her delicate back, softly comforting her: "There, there, don't cry. Am I not here?"

He knew that over the years, this girl had single-handedly supported the vast Myriad Sound Sect, and must have suffered a lot.

Now, it seemed, she had indeed grown into a capable Sect Leader of the Myriad Sound Sect, living up to his expectations.

Meanwhile, Ling Yuling was somewhat bewildered.

She stood with her mouth slightly open, her beautiful eyes wide, staring blankly at the scene before her, her mind buzzing, almost unable to think.

What happened?

The Myriad Sound Sect Leader, renowned throughout the Chaotic Star Sea, whose methods reached the heavens, and who made countless Prodigies and talented individuals hesitate, the legendary Purple Spirit Fairy…

Actually threw herself into Qing Lian Elder's arms like a little girl, crying with a tear-streaked face?

And… what did she call him?

Green Brother?

Wasn't that a term of endearment that only she would shyly utter late at night, in her bedchamber, when he… when he bullied her too much?

Ling Yuling felt her worldview had been greatly impacted.

She had originally thought she was special, the only woman who could call him by such an intimate name.

But now, it seemed, that was not the case.

A strange emotion welled up in her heart, sour and astringent.

But strangely, there wasn't much jealousy or anger in this emotion.

She looked at Purple Spirit, who was embraced by Lin Feng and crying like a child, and then at her own man, whose cultivation reached the heavens and who could dominate this Star Sea.

A thought, extremely naturally, emerged in her mind.

For an extraordinary woman as beautiful and unparalleled as Purple Spirit Fairy, if she were to seek a Dao Companion… looking at the entire Chaotic Star Sea, besides Lin Feng, what other man would be worthy of her?

Conversely, for a peerless powerhouse like Lin Feng, who looked down on all beings, having another confidante like Purple Spirit Fairy by his side seemed… perfectly normal.

Having understood this, the slight discomfort that had just emerged in Ling Yuling's heart quietly dissipated.

She looked at the two embracing figures before her and suddenly felt that this scene was so harmonious.

As if, it was meant to be.