Su Qianqian answered, "I say the old man is not simple, not because there is something about him worthy of my admiration or surprise,
but in the secular world, a person with an immortal fate like his is already very rare."
"Immortal fate?" Wang Xiaolong scratched his head, "An opportunity to become an immortal?"
"Not exactly. If it were in our time, he would be considered to have decent spiritual roots and a chance to be taken as a secular apprentice by some loose immortals. In plain terms, he is a successor who helps some minor deities accumulate worshippers in the human realm.
Of course, this is only as far as someone like me is concerned. To you mortals, such a person, once taken as a disciple by a loose immortal, can still become an existence that ordinary people look up to but cannot reach."
"Are there still loose immortals now?"
