"At the end of this cosmic era, what fate will await you?"
Baoyu Immortal Monarch's voice lingered in Jiang Sheng's ears, making him think of the Eastern Heaven Daoist Sect as it stood today.
The Eastern Heaven Daoist Sect had three Xuanmen holy lands, two Dao-Master Heavenly Venerables, countless patriarchs in the Dao-Wielding Realm, and more True Lords of the Upper Three Realms than anyone could count.
Glorious East Heaven, towering Dao Sects—they had flourished by the grace of this cosmic era. But when the era ended, what fate would await the Eastern Heaven Daoist Sect and Shanhe Mystic Gate, both so deeply bound to it?
Jiang Sheng lowered his head, brows drawn together. Across from him, Baoyu Immortal Monarch stood smiling.
One breath. Two breaths. Three.
After three breaths, Jiang Sheng looked up with a smile. "Immortal Monarch, this cosmic era is barely forty-one thousand years old. As for what comes later, let it come."
"In the end, all we can do is give it our best and stay true to our hearts."
Baoyu Immortal Monarch paused, then laughed softly. "Yes. Give it our best and stay true to our hearts."
"Though we've only just met, your temperament suits mine rather well. Had we been born in the same age, we might even have become the closest of friends."
"What a pity. What a pity."
With that, Baoyu Immortal Monarch turned to leave.
Watching him turn away, Jiang Sheng could not help asking, "Immortal Monarch, you won't ask my name or where I come from?"
"You trust me just like that?"
Baoyu Immortal Monarch laughed heartily and waved a hand. "We Xuanmen cultivators believe neither in heaven nor in fate, yet in one thing alone we place our faith: affinity."
"I leave you my legacy, and you protect my