When Yun Mengmeng and Yun Zhi finished catching up, Yun Mengmeng had clearly become much more subdued, though she still kept muttering under her breath.
“It’s still the same problem, Zhi—you’re way too concerned about face. You should learn from me…”
Yun Zhi pressed a hand to her forehead, somewhat regretting having tricked Yun Mengmeng into leaving the secret realm in the first place.
Yun Zhi returned and found Lu Yang still recuperating: “Senior Immortal, you already know about Mengmeng’s nascent Immortal Fruit, could you deign to give her a pointer or two?”
A singularly beautiful figure slowly drifted out from Lu Yang’s body, her face an expression of smug pride.
After returning from the Sword Tower, the Unfading Immortal had moved her dwelling from the Little World of the Qingfeng Sword back into the spirit-space.
Yun Mengmeng gaped in shock at the sight. “Lu Yang, why did your soul turn into a woman?”
Lu Yang: “…”