Upon the Ancestral Master's statue, the spiritual light flickered.
Suddenly, a figure emerged, reaching toward Shen Yi's head, but halfway through, the hand withdrew, followed by a helpless chuckle, "You've already grown so tall."
The face belonged to the elderly man sitting upright in the Law Storage Pavilion.
"Really planning to leave? Don't want your master anymore, nor the He Dao Bao Di?"
The old man was clearly smiling, but a hint of sorrow inexplicably seeped through.
Shen Yi felt compelled to open his mouth again, responding with a smile, "Let the other brothers have the He Dao Bao Di. Xuan Qing will find another path. Master will always be master, and when Xuan Qing ascends to the Celestial Court, I will still invite you to enjoy the blessings."
"..."
After a long silence, the old man looked up and said, "I don't think you are someone easily trapped by emotions."
