His face is handsome, his temperament refined like jade, and every motion exudes an air of innate authority.
Beside him, a Nascent Soul shrouded in black aura floats in the void.
Suddenly, a spiritual breeze sweeps across the lake, causing ripples to spread.
A stream of light breaks through the sky, transforming into a figure before the Jade Flower Pavilion.
Clad in white robes, with an ethereal presence and a style reminiscent of immortal realms, his face appears handsome.
Upon closer inspection, it is none other than Xu Ping.
"Brother Hong, Elder, it has been a long time." Xu Ping smiled and cupped his hands, his gaze falling on Hongyi.
After seven or eight years, Hongyi's aura has grown thicker, as steady and deep as a mountain, showing signs of breaking through to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.
At this cultivation speed, it wouldn't be long before Hongyi might attempt to break through to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.
