Standing on the rooftop deck of the flying carriage were a man and a woman.
Seemingly noticing some disciples falling from the Cloud Viewing Platform, the man on the deck waved his sleeve, and a streak of azure light instantly plunged into the Sea of Clouds, engulfing the two disciples and gently depositing them onto the rooftop deck of the flying carriage.
"Immortal Ride of Azure Luan! Saint Qingyuan is here."
A cheer erupted around them.
Saint Qingyuan!?
Lan Wangqiu's expression changed, his eyes filled with deep apprehension and confusion.
It's just a small Wanfa Festival, even for him as a True Immortal Seed, attending is a bit too much. Why would the esteemed Saint Qingyuan join in the festivities?
In the blink of an eye as he pondered this, the Immortal Ride of Azure Luan had already descended onto the Cloud Viewing Platform.
