Amidst the gentle breeze, Fang Yuzhu’s white attire fluttered gracefully, her long skirt accentuating her exquisite figure. Her flowing hair lifted in the wind, revealing her fair, luminous cheeks and deep, insightful eyes. Long established in the realm of immortals, she exuded a divine aura, transcending the ordinary yet without the cold aloofness that distances others. Instead, she wore a gentle smile, dignified and graceful.0

Instinctively, Wang Xuan felt a surge of care towards her. Whether discussing the new covenant in the real world or her recent intervention against Zheng Yuantian to protect him, she had always watched over him.0

A tingling sensation, like a mild electric shock, spread through Wang Xuan as he momentarily held her arm, the part exposed beyond her white sleeve, which was as smooth and delicate as ivory.0

He quickly withdrew his hand, aware that in their spirit forms, any touch felt too intimate.0

"Thank you, Immortal Fang!" Wang Xuan beamed with a radiant smile. Why feel awkward? They were comrades in arms, and acting with a clear conscience was what mattered.0

Fang Yuzhu gave him a surprised glance. His progress, now on the verge of the Free Wanderer realm, was astonishing. Every encounter seemed to leap beyond expectations.0

"Each time we meet, you inspire awe," she said with a slight smile, her snow-white attire giving her an ethereal glow, as if she stood bathed in the light of a divine moon.0

"Master Wang really holds his own, standing alongside the supreme immortal of the Immortal Realm without flinching," Chen Yongjie mused internally.0

His thoughts wandered, noting that...0