Yang Ji had a profound impression of Hong Bo, for he was only an independent cultivator, yet he had managed to reach the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul Realm, an extraordinary feat indeed.
Back then, Yang Ji had speculated that Hong Bo must have received some legacy, otherwise such fortune would've been difficult to come by.
Unexpectedly, today it was Hong Bo who paid a visit. With an old friend's arrival, a rich smile appeared on Yang Ji's face as he immediately said, "Bring in Hong Bo!"
"Yes, Honored Leader!" The Zhe Long Sword transformed into a Zhe Long, its dragon head swaying as it darted out.
Before long, footsteps resounded from outside the hall, and a familiar figure with a smiling face slowly appeared at the doorway.
"Hong Bo pays respects to the Hall Master!" Yang Ji's achievements as a Dao child and becoming a Tribulation Immortal were already known far and wide, and thus Hong Bo was exceptionally polite.
