Lin Jingyu Meets Gu Changyuan

Top level of the main coffin.

Gu Changyuan returned here and sat cross-legged.

Buzz—

Across the entire Heavenly Demon Sect, four beams of light suddenly lit up.

The beams shot up into the sky from the depths of the main coffin and the three auxiliary coffins, dazzling and piercing the clouds.

The four beams converged in the sky, forming a massive phantom of an array.

The array rotated slowly, its patterns flowing, emitting spatial fluctuations that made one's heart palpitate.

That was a cross-realm teleportation array.

The moment the array was formed, the three locations—the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Sky Demon Pavilion, and the Heavenly Human Holy Land—were connected from then on.

In the future, if Gu Changyuan wanted to travel between the three places, he could arrive instantly with a mere thought, no longer troubled by distance.

Gu Changyuan slowly opened his eyes, looking at the gradually fading phantom of the array, a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Finally, it was all done.

Beside him, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue immediately stepped forward, standing on his left and right.

Gu Changyuan smiled.

"Things are mostly settled," he said.

"I'll head back to the Heavenly Human Holy Land first. Over there, you still have some senior sisters and brothers you haven't met."

As his words fell, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue's figures stiffened slightly.

"You're... leaving just like that?"

The two women's voices were lower than usual, carrying a trace of unconcealable disappointment.

Gu Changyuan looked at their expressions and couldn't help but chuckle.

"What, afraid I won't come back?"

He raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of Mo Yingluo's head, then casually stroked Mo Yingyue's falling silver hair.

"With the teleportation array here, returning to the Heavenly Demon Sect in the future will take but an instant. Just contact me directly if anything comes up.

If there's nothing, I'll come back every few days."

Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue exchanged a glance, a flash of joy in their eyes.

He smiled and shook his head.

"Alright, I'm off."

He took a step back, and the power of space began to circulate around him.

Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue opened their mouths to say something, but ultimately, they just bowed their heads together and said softly:

"Respectfully sending off Master."

Gu Changyuan nodded.

Then, he turned his body—

In the next instant, his figure appeared in the Heavenly Human Holy Land.

Without masking his aura, he naturally caught the attention of his disciples.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Figures flew out, gathering in front of Gu Changyuan.

Qin Yu and Fang Yuwei had resolved the matters at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion in the Northern Continent a few days ago and returned to the Heavenly Human Holy Land.

Now, in the Heavenly Human Holy Land, apart from Xu Mengyao, who was still in the Central Continent, and Lin Jingyu, who was just returning from the Western Continent, the other eight disciples had all arrived.

After the eight of them paid their simple respects, Gu Changyuan took them back to the Heavenly Abyss Mountain.

Gu Changyuan looked at Ye Qingxue and asked:

"Has Mengyao not returned yet?"

Ye Qingxue shook her head slightly.

"Not yet. Previously, Little Yi sent a message to the Central Continent. Once Mengyao receives the news of Master's return, she should set off to come back.

Calculating the time, she should have arrived the day before yesterday or yesterday. I just don't know why... she isn't here yet."

Gu Changyuan nodded.

With a slight thought, the system interface quietly appeared in his sea of consciousness.

In Xu Mengyao's information panel, no signs of injury were detected.

No injuries.

That was good.

She might have been delayed by something on the way.

"Mm."

Gu Changyuan withdrew his thoughts, his tone calm.

"We'll wait another two days. If she still hasn't arrived, I will personally go find her."

Hearing this, the eight disciples felt reassured.

What followed was a rare time of reunion.

Four hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly—

Two auras appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Human Holy Land.

Gu Changyuan put down the teacup in his hand, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

His second disciple had returned.

With a flash of his figure, he was the first to appear in the sky above.

Lin Jingyu had been speeding all the way. When he arrived at the Heavenly Human Holy Land, his mind was immersed in the gains of this trip to the Western Continent.

Just as he was thinking, an aura suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lin Jingyu abruptly raised his head, and then, he froze.

It was a man.

Dressed in black with dark hair, standing with his hands behind his back, his face calm, and a faint smile on his lips.

That face.

That aura.

That posture, so familiar it was carved into his bones.

Lin Jingyu's pupils shrank violently!

He felt his heart skip a beat at that very moment.

His arms began to tremble slightly. It was the emotion suppressed for a thousand years, madly assaulting the self-control he had always been so proud of.

Beside him, Wang Yutang noticed his strange behavior and was startled.

She had never seen Lin Jingyu like this.

The Lin Jingyu who was always aloof and indifferent, whose expression wouldn't change even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

Right now, his whole body was trembling slightly, his eyes were red, and his lips were moving slightly, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

What... was wrong with him?

Just as Wang Yutang was about to ask, she heard Lin Jingyu let out a voice:

"Master..."

Wang Yutang was stunned.

Master?!

She suddenly turned her head to look at the black figure in the void, her eyes full of shock.

So, this was the Master that Jingyu had been searching for over a thousand years?

The Master he had mentioned countless times, yet always fell silent and said no more about?

Now, they had finally met again.

Looking at Lin Jingyu's appearance, an indescribable joy surged in Wang Yutang's heart for some unknown reason.

She was happy for him.

Gu Changyuan arrived in front of Lin Jingyu, carefully sizing him up.

Unseen for a thousand years, the silent youth with a clear sword heart who used to follow behind him had now grown into this aloof and otherworldly appearance.

The immaturity between his brows had long faded, replaced by the steadiness and sharpness honed through trials.

He raised his hand and patted Lin Jingyu's shoulder gently.

The movement was light and casual, just like the countless times he had done it a thousand years ago.

"Not bad."

Gu Changyuan's eyes were full of a gratified smile.

"You've grown much stronger."

Lin Jingyu opened his mouth to say something, only to find his throat choked with sobs, unable to utter a single word.

He simply stood there, looking at the face before him that matched his memory flawlessly, tears silently slipping from the corners of his eyes at some unknown moment.

He finally squeezed out a few words.

"It is all thanks to Master's teachings..."

Before he could finish, he couldn't go on.

Because the eight figures behind him had also arrived in the void at some point, looking at him with spectacular expressions.

Especially two of them—

Xiao Yi and Han Feng.

The expressions of these two were simply spectacular.

The two began to whisper.

"Look, look!"

Han Feng said in a breathy voice, his tone full of irrepressible excitement.

"Second Senior Brother! Second Senior Brother is crying!"

Xiao Yi nodded vigorously, unblinking:

"I see it! I see it! Wow, this is my first time seeing this too!"

Ye Qingxue naturally saw all of this as well. Looking again at Lin Jingyu's visibly clueless appearance, she instantly understood what had happened.

Ye Qingxue silently turned her head, her gaze falling on Xiao Yi.

That gaze was very calm.

So calm that it sent a chill down Xiao Yi's spine.

He slowly turned his head to meet his Eldest Senior Sister's profound eyes, alarm bells ringing wildly in his heart.

"I remember..."

Ye Qingxue spoke, her tone mild.

"Didn't you say before that you were going to send a message to Jingyu?"

Xiao Yi's body stiffened.

"Where exactly did you send that message?"

That gaze, carrying a faint trace of undeniable majesty, made Xiao Yi instantly straighten his back. The excitement on his face receded like the tide, replaced by a look of absolute solemnity.

He cleared his throat and said with a straight face,

"To answer Eldest Senior Sister, this idea... was suggested by Little Feng!"

Without hesitation, he reached out and pointed at Han Feng, who was standing beside him and had yet to even process what was going on.

"He said back then that he had never seen Second Senior Brother cry, and wanted to see if he would shed any tears when he came back!"