On a nameless deserted island in the Hundred-Thousand-Li Giant Lake, two men were overlooking the lake and drinking.
"Kid, did you know, my hundred years in the Realm of Nothingness felt longer than a thousand years in the outer world." Zhan Ling said, putting down his wine glass.
"I understand your hardships senior, if it weren't for my master's care and providing a fallback plan, my wife and I might have died there," sighed Li Xingci.
Every time he recalled the experiences in the Realm of Nothingness, he was filled with a sense of trepidation. If he didn't have a contingency plan arranged by his master, the consequences could have been unimaginable.
"However, immersing myself there for more than a hundred years was not without gain. Comprehending Jing Fan's Way, the path of becoming a True Immortal is in sight now."
"Young Li, thank you." Zhan Ling raised his glass for a toast and drained it with Li Xingci.
