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"Venerable, how did it go?"
Outside Southern Sumeru, the young monk had been waiting for a long time.
Compared to when they first met in the Divine Dynasty, Monk Zhi Kong had hardly changed. For a Walker, time rarely leaves its mark on them. However, the youthful innocence in his eyes had quietly vanished over the years.
Shen Yi had mastered the insights left by the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, making the resolution of a Beast Transformation Technique a simple task.
Moreover, as a Bodhisattva, having someone to handle miscellaneous affairs was normal. However, it was somewhat rare for someone like him to carry a Sixth Grade Walker at his side, though it could barely be justified.
The two agreed to use the title "Venerable" when outside to avoid suspicion.
"Barely acceptable."
Shen Yi adjusted his breathing, and his expression gradually became serious.
