Yao Wenxuan's face stiffened, and he fell silent again, making it impossible to continue the conversation.
"Now, tell me what you need. You couldn't possibly have come to reminisce about old times. I wouldn't want to end up with a string of extremely bad luck just because we reminisced, and then spend my days leading a precarious life!" Wang Zijia said, seemingly oblivious of Yao Wenxuan's rigid expression and showing no consideration for his feelings.
"Huff..." Yao Wenxuan took a deep breath before saying, "Can the Immortal Venerate still return to the Xian Gu Sect's forbidden area?"
"Hmm? You want to go back? What for..." Wang Zijia's expression shifted, then, abruptly realizing something, he said, "Are you preparing for your Immortal Ascension?"
Yao Wenxuan nodded, not avoiding the question.
"You already have all the spiritual objects so soon? Didn't you say you spent half a year recovering from your injuries?" Wang Zijia asked, frowning.
