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They were of the same height. She almost thought that the person standing beside her was her partner, Lao.
Although Sheng Yanzhou could not walk due to his legs, he had taken great care of himself, showing no signs of atrophy. Now that he stood up, he was at least as tall as her. Coupled with his handsome face and noble demeanor, he looked like an immortal under the bright moonlight.
Ruan Fuxi noticed that he was walking steadily and withdrew her hand.
A hint of regret flashed through Sheng Yanzhou's heart.
He then walked in front of Old Master Sheng and called out, "Dad."
Even this tough old man couldn’t help but feel his eyes moisten.
Now I can finally put my heart at ease.
He approached Ruan Fuxi and bowed deeply.
"Fuxi, thank you for being here!"
If it weren't for Fuxi, he didn't know if he would ever see his youngest son in such a healthy and perfect state again.
Ruan Fuxi quickly stepped forward to help him up.
"Uncle Sheng, please don’t be so formal. I should be thanking Yanzhou for sending me so many precious herbs."
Besides, from another perspective, she was also saving her own partner.
Although in this realm, they hadn’t gathered too much yet.
Old Master Sheng laughed happily and said, "What are those herbs worth? Fuxi, if you ever need anything in the future, just let me know."
Ruan Fuxi smiled brightly. "Then I’ll thank Uncle Sheng in advance."
Sheng Yanzhou's gaze had never truly left her. Seeing the smile on her face now made his lips curve upward slightly.
At that moment, several masters nearby immediately gathered around, exclaiming in admiration:
"Young friend Ruan, what kind of formation is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
"This formation is truly exquisite! Just standing nearby allows me to feel the power of the moonlight, and it's even helped alleviate some of my old injuries."
I felt that my cultivation had improved a bit.
Ruan Fuxi was somewhat surprised.
Did the masters not know what formation this was? The Moonlight Gathering Spirit Formation was quite common in the realm of cultivation. It was unexpected that it had become a lost technique in this world.
Ruan Fuxi sighed inwardly, realizing that the metaphysical arts were indeed in decline here, more than she had imagined.
So, she earnestly explained how to set up this formation and its related effects.
Qian Biyang felt that listening to her for a while was more beneficial than learning on his own, and he said with embarrassment, "Ruan, my friend, you surpass me greatly in the metaphysical arts. Let’s not call each other masters anymore; let’s refer to each other as fellow practitioners instead."
The others echoed in agreement, "Yes, Ruan, we cannot bear the title of masters in your presence."
Ruan Fuxi was not too concerned about the titles, so she nodded. "Everyone is being too modest. With the decline of metaphysics today, we should learn from each other."
Upon hearing this, their eyes lit up; this was exactly what they had been waiting for.
"My friend, what was that hand gesture you just made?"
"My friend, what is the reason Mr. Sheng cannot walk?"
"My friend, what about that turtle on your shoulder—ah, I mean, that tortoise?"
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