“I am surnamed Han. I was invited by Fairy Bai, so I thought to pay her a visit.” Han Li calmly answered.

The elder surnamed Ren muttered to himself for a moment and then wore a trace of realization, “So it was Brother Han? Could it be you’re talking about Junior Martial Sister Bai Yaoyi?”

“That is right.” Han Li replied.

A glint flashed through the cultivator’s eye and he eagerly said, “That is good. I was planning on visiting her as soon as I returned to the palace. Would you like me to bring you?”

Han Li’s expression remained unchanged, but he felt somewhat odd over his enthusiasm.

Before Han Li could think of a reply, a red light flashed from the distance and quickly arrived towards them.

“Its a voice transmission talisman from Senior Bai!”  Shi Yun quickly explained, grabbing ahold of the flame in his hand.

When Han Li heard this, he had an excuse to swallow his reply.

After catching the fiery streak, Shi Yun quickly read it with...