Chen Lingjun!

This name was so unfamiliar yet so familiar to Chen Xi. It was familiar because of the figure this name represented, his father!

It was unfamiliar because he hadn’t seen his father once since he was able to remember things, nor did he have the slightest impression of his father. It was even to the extent that he only knew his father’s name was Chen Lingjun half a year ago!

Originally, Chen Xi thought his father was an extremely ordinary figure that lived in Pine Mist City and was content with the comforts of a small world. But later on, as his cultivation advanced and he widened his knowledge, he faintly felt that his father wasn’t as simple as he’d imagined.

If his father was ordinary, then how would he be able to become acquainted with Zuoqiu Xue that came from the mysterious Zuoqiu Clan?

If his father was ordinary, how could he know a young woman that came from the Violet Thistle Mountain’s Bai Clan like Bai Wanqing?

All of this was so extraordinary.

At this moment, when he heard the old man who held a cat in his arms speak the words ‘Chen Lingjun,’ the shock in Chen Xi’s heart was obvious, and he seemed as if he was struck by lightning.

The old man had an ordinary bearing, yet he wasn’t ordinary. His status in the Nine Radiance Sword Sect was aloof to the point even Madman Liu was reverent and respectful upon meeting...