"Hu hu hu—"
Because both of them had the tokens of sect disciples, the flying sword easily passed through the defense of the mountain-protecting formation and headed straight for Gu Qingyao's Ethereal Peak.
"Pa da—"
The flying sword slowly landed. The two of them landed gently without raising any dust.
"Let's go. Master has been waiting for you for a long time."
Xia Yuning straightened her slightly ruffled dress and used her spirit energy to suppress the blush on her face before speaking calmly.
"Oh."
Ye Xuan nodded. Looking at the scenery around him that had barely changed, he felt a little emotional.
It had been so many years since he descended from the mountain, and his offspring had already exceeded a thousand.
However, to immortals with long lifespans, this time was just a blink of an eye.
Even the various spiritual plants planted on the mountain had a longer lifespan than mortals.
