“Qin Yi…”
Lu Ping’an hadn’t expected to run into Qin Yi here.
Seeing her successfully join the Heavenly Sword Sect and become one of its disciples, he felt genuinely happy for her.
After all, from their early conversations, he knew it was her dream to join the Heavenly Sword Sect and become a Sword Immortal!
“Hm?”
Lu Changsheng, noticing his son’s sudden change of expression, immediately looked towards the huge Flying Sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The disciples standing on the Flying Sword were both men and women, most of them quite young, in their twenties or thirties.
“Ping’an, do you know someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect?”
Lu Changsheng looked at several female disciples, asking aloud.
“A woman?”
Lu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, continuing his inquiry.
“Uh…”
Lu Ping’an’s face showed surprise, momentarily at a loss for words.
But under his father’s gaze, he eventually nodded his head.
“The same young girl you met during your travels years ago?”
Lu Changsheng’s face suddenly showed a hint of playfulness.
He thought to himself that after so many years, his son still remembered that young girl.
Indeed, first love is hard to forget.
Without experiencing three or five romances, this first love is not easily forgotten.
He figured it would keep fermenting in his heart, becoming ever more idealized and unforgettable.
Lu Quanzhen, by his side, showed a hint of gossip upon hearing this.
He had interacted with Lu Ping’an numerous times.
Thus, he understood a bit about his older brother’s character, knowing him to be very diligent and upright.
Now, it seemed he was also a man of deep feelings.
Though he had no experience with love,
having such a father, he always found it odd that their family would produce such a devoted and passionate individual.
“Hmm…”
Under these teasing gazes, Lu Ping’an nodded with a somewhat heavy heart.
“Which one? Point her out to your father.”
Lu Changsheng, as a father, immediately took interest in his son’s romantic affairs.
“Um… that might not be appropriate…”
Lu Ping’an said with some embarrassment.
It had already been more than ten years since they last met, and back then, neither had expressed their feelings.
Now, the way his father was acting made him feel awkward.
“What’s there to be embarrassed about? Your father just wants to take a glance, not immediately ask for your hand,” Lu Changsheng said, seeing his son act so coy. He slapped him lightly on the head.
At such an age, and yet so little progress in matters of the heart.
Under his father’s pressure, Lu Ping’an reluctantly pointed out Qin Yi.
“So, Ping’an, you like this type?”
Lu Changsheng looked at a female disciple standing on the enormous Flying Sword – a woman around twenty-five or twenty-six with slender eyes, ruddy lips, a straight nose, wearing the robe of the Heavenly Sword Sect and with a high ponytail, radiating a heroic spirit.
Lu Ping’an remained silent.
Though he was somewhat happy to see Qin Yi, he didn’t want to reunite.
Years of cultivation had taught him that the issue of his Spiritual Root was of great importance.
If Qin Yi were to learn that he had stepped onto the Immortal Path, it could bring trouble to his family.
“If you like her, pursue her boldly,” Lu Changsheng said as he patted his son’s shoulder.
However, seeing his son’s somewhat sombre and silent demeanor, he paused and guessed his son’s thoughts.
Back then, Lu Ping’an felt he was a mere mortal, and immortals were different, so he didn’t want to hold her back.
Now that Lu Ping’an had embarked on the Immortal Path, the matter of the Spiritual Root was ultimately significant. If it were known, it might cause trouble.
“Sigh.”
Lu Changsheng sighed in his heart.
His son was very responsible, which caused him to overthink many things.
He thought that maybe when they returned home, he should ask his wife, Lu Miaoyun, to find a few women with similar charm and temperament for his son to meet, in hopes to help him move past these feelings.
“Sometimes, you can be bolder.”
Lu Changsheng stopped teasing his son and spoke seriously.
Then, turning to Lu Quanzhen beside him, he said, “Quanzhen, if you meet someone you like, remember to be bold. Your mother has been nagging you about this recently.”
“Uh… I understand.”
Lu Quanzhen hadn’t expected the conversation to turn to him and replied helplessly.
“Qingshan, how come you’re not here yet?”
At that moment, Lu Changsheng, seeing that all Four Great Immortal Sects had arrived, indicating that the Secret Realm would soon open, wondered why Tianyuan True Immortal hadn’t yet brought Lu Qingshan.
Concerning this, he could only think that Tianyuan True Immortal lived up to his stereotype of being unreliable.
However, just as he had this thought, he saw a Divine Rainbow shooting down from the clouds above, carrying an astonishing momentum that made everyone look up.
“Is that a Nascent Soul Immortal!?”
“If all Four Great Immortal Sects are already here, why is a Nascent Soul Immortal coming!?”
A cultivator exclaimed upon seeing the Divine Rainbow.
Besides for events like the Purple Shadow Secret Realm, Nascent Soul Immortals rarely appeared in public.
To suddenly have five Nascent Soul Immortals appear today was extremely rare!
The Divine Rainbow was fleeting and soon settled in mid-air.
Once the brilliant light dispersed, a giant gourd appeared before everyone’s eyes.
Standing atop it was a stunning woman in her thirties, wearing a lavish scarlet gown, and sitting beside her was a young man in his twenties with star-like eyes and sword-like eyebrows, dressed in white and gold.
The woman was none other than Tianyuan True Immortal.
Unlike her usual casual demeanor, today her hair was neatly tied up, her gown tidy, and her entire demeanor exuded a noble and majestic aura as she said to the Yujian Zhenren of the Heavenly Sword Sect, “Yujian Zhenren, I trust you’ve been well.”
“Tianyuan True Immortal, what brings you here?”
Yujian Zhenren, with a stern face, looked at Tianyuan True Immortal.
“I was just passing by. Hearing about the opening of the Purple Shadow Secret Realm, I thought to send my disciple here for some experience,” Tianyuan True Immortal said with lightly parted red lips.