At the moment when Liang Hui broke through to Marrow Refining.
Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Star Gazing Platform.
Upon the thousand-meter high platform, an old man and a young boy sat cross-legged on the floor, gazing into the night sky, with the elder's eyes remaining shut.
Suddenly, the elder's eyes opened, his murky gaze now brimming with brightness, and a smile crept onto his wrinkled face.
"Disciple, it seems that your master's choice was not wrong. Everything is returning to the right track."
"Master, are you saying that the scene from that memory will repeat itself in the world."
"Not to be spoken of, not to be spoken of."
Joyous laughter echoed atop the high platform as the elder grabbed the wine cup in front of him and drained it in one swallow.
The child by the elder's side also wore a cheerful smile on his little face.
He was well aware of the kind of pressure his master had been under lately with the relentless approach of the Yuanyang Sect.
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