“Do you know me?” Ling Weiyang considered Lu Yun with a serious expression. “I can sense that you know me, and that you know me well, but I’ve never seen you before.”

He frowned, deep in thought.

“I do know you. We’re actually pretty close at that,” Lu Yun admitted easily. “You’ll understand in the future.”

Ling Weiyang gave Lu Yun an inquisitive look before turning to Goumang.

“I have other matters to attend to, I’ll leave you be.” With a smile, Goumang took his leave.

His earlier words to Lu Yun were a test. He’d wanted to see if Fuxi and Leize had misplaced their trust in the boy. He was a connate demon god loyal to Leize, so naturally he would be on Fuxi’s side.

Nevertheless, the human youth had passed and earned his trust.

“What are you doing here, White Emperor?” Lu Yun turned to Bai Zhaoju in surprise. The man had said that he would return to the Jin nation after acquiring Taiyi’s true feather, but the feather was still with Bai Zhaoju and he was in… the Mu nation.

When they parted ways in the cosmos,...