The young man in the brocade robe, with a sword strapped to his waist, hummed a song as he made his way to the ferry crossing.
His appearance was extremely recognizable.
The two Taoist priests guarding the ferry crossing saw the weapon at his waist and the orchid in his hair and immediately exclaimed with joy:
"Kuang Dao Shen Yuan is back!"
"Quick, report to the peak!"
One of them took out a Communication Talisman, muttered an incantation, and threw it into the air.
The talisman instantly turned into a streak of fire and flew away.
Wu Xiaode smiled, walked forward, and said with a clasped fist:
"Excuse me, I'd like to cross the river."
One Taoist said, "Please wait a moment, sir; the elder has been waiting on the other side of the ferry—he's here!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
Several figures were seen flying over from the opposite side of the river.
Wu Xiaode squinted to look.
