As Su Chen spoke.
In an instant, everyone in the hall, all the Martial Cultivators, instinctively turned to look at the source of the voice.
Looking over, was it not Su Chen? Who else could it be but Su Chen?
"Senior Brother!!" Qing Jian was overwhelmed with emotion. Her originally pale face instantly flushed red, her bright eyes sparkled, her delicate body trembled slightly. She seemed as if she were dreaming, ignoring her injuries, and dashed toward Su Chen.
"Slow down." Qing Jian rushed to stand in front of Su Chen and immediately embraced him tightly. Su Chen gently stroked her head with a trace of affection. This junior sister, back when he left for the Buddha Domain, had spent an entire month with him. He had guided her cultivation daily, building a deep bond between them. Moreover, Qing Jian's personality was lively, elegant, and a touch shy—traits Su Chen particularly favored. After such a long time apart, he did indeed miss her.
