"Meng... Shijie?" Ning Zhuo's face was indifferent, his tone calm.
Only Sun Lingtong, who truly understood him, knew how turbulent the undercurrent was beneath Ning Zhuo's calm exterior.
Wen Ruanyu had no doubts: "Yes, she is indeed my Shijie, a True Disciple of the Myriad Images Sect."
"The reason I am stationed in White Paper Immortal City is due to a Ghost Tide crisis."
"Over thirty years ago, White Paper Immortal City faced the crisis of annihilation because of a Ghost Tide, so they sought assistance from the Myriad Images Sect."
"Coinciding with the Feiyun Conference of that year, I followed Shijie Meng here, went through a thrilling experience, and successfully helped White Paper Immortal City overcome the crisis of annihilation."
"Shijie Meng's strength was extraordinary, and at the time, the state of the City Lord was very poor; it was almost Shijie Meng alone who turned the tide and changed the entire situation."
