"Aunt! I finally returned again!" Solare shouted upon setting foot into the Mountain Sect, tearing up in joy as he exclaimed, "It was hard to cultivate so much!"
"You did well." The Seamstress patted him, noticing that he had returned to his appearance from when he was a teenager, basking in nostalgia as she noticed that he still retained his sense of intelligence from before.
Solare extricated himself from the group of Black Demons that he had traveled with, bringing the Seamstress to one corner as he whispered, "Aunt, I brought along a Godly Vine."
"What?" The Seamstress was surprised to hear that. "How did you manage to obtain that many Godly Points?"
"Well, actually..." He scratched his chin, telling her, "All the Black Demons pooled their Godly Points into me before leaving. I was told to wait until the last of them arrived. That's why I arrived the last here."
