Golden Flood Dragon Marketplace, a quiet little courtyard.
Sun Yiyue, Song Sen, and Song Yan sat beside a cyan stone table, each holding a messaging plate that flickered with spiritual light.
Their connection with a Nascent Soul Cultivator had spread throughout the marketplace, and many Foundation Establishment Cultivators contacted them, wanting to forge closer ties.
"Father, next month will be the full-moon celebration of Taoist Friend Lin's young son, and we have been invited to attend."
Song Yan said.
"Reject it! These people don't bother with us normally, but as soon as they see Senior Shen is a Nascent Soul Cultivator, they're all scrambling to get close to us."
Song Sen sighed.
"Indeed! One must be strong oneself, for all is said and done, they value us not for who we are but for Senior Shen. It is because of past kindness that he treats us well. We must not become arrogant with his favor, and cause any trouble for Senior Shen."
Sun Yiyue spoke slowly.
