"Be careful on your journey. If ever you wish to visit, the Loose Cultivator Alliance will always welcome you…"
Standing calmly, Jiang Chengxuan spoke softly to the reluctant Immortal Chiling and his junior sister.
The two, with tears welling in their eyes, paused momentarily before nodding earnestly.
In moments of utter despair—when one's sect is destroyed, wandering as fugitives with their lives hanging by a thread—loneliness weighs heavily on the soul.
At such times, the warmth and care extended by Jiang Chengxuan and Shen Ruyan were not just acts of kindness but a lifeline of hope, a luminous beacon in their hearts.
"Wait," Shen Ruyan called out gently just as Immortal Chiling and his junior sister turned to leave. "These are parting gifts—our small way of supporting the Feng Tian Immortal Sect. Please, do not refuse."
Startled, the pair turned back to see a storage ring enveloped in immortal energy floating toward them.