The most significant change was his appearance; he now looked just past fifty. His once fully silver hair was now half black, clearly indicating a prolongation of his lifespan.
"Congratulations, Holy Master."
Chu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of joy in his eyes. Now that Geng Yiyang no longer had to worry about his lifespan, the position of Taixuan Holy Master could be rightfully returned to its original owner.
Carrying the future of so many disciples was indeed burdensome and restrictive for him.
"You are the Holy Master now," Geng Yiyang slowly opened his eyes:
"Taixuan honors you, and you may simply call me 'Elder'."
Hearing this, Chu Zheng repeatedly shook his head, "The Holy Master has now entered the Immortal Tribulation, with both lifespan and physique unharmed, at the prime of his life. The position of Holy Master..."
"The position of the Holy Master is no child's play."
Geng Yiyang interrupted sternly, then chuckled lowly:
