"The two spirit-beasts should wait here for now," the Dao novitiate instructed.
Ning nodded. Little Qing and Uncle White both obediently stood to one side, waiting silently. Both of them knew quite well that the person within this Daoist monastery was an awe-inspiringly famous supreme power of the Three Realms, Patriarch Subhuti.
"Let's go." The white-robed Lord Jiang led Ning directly into the monastery.
"Uncle White, Master is going to go meet a Daofather. I feel like I'm dreaming." Little Qing's eyes were filled with excitement.
The Whitewater Hound nodded gently as well. He, too, was still in a state of shock. That little child who had trained in the sword and in archery by his side…he was actually about to become an apprentice to a major power, Patriarch Subhuti. "A person's fate truly is unfathomable."
Within the monastery.
