The casual words, "Your teacher is watching over you," sent a faint warmth stirring through Li Tianming's heart.
After all, as a "native of the Divine Tomb Seat," while Yue Li Lian was a Primordial Chaos Clan conqueror, she had accepted him on behalf of the Hunyuan Prefecture and supported him without reservation, until they had now truly boarded the same ship.
Though this was a case of mutually elevating one another, why hadn't Si Fang Zhengdao or Lan Zhe Cangyue mutually elevated themselves with him?
Clearly, whether people could walk together in the end still depended on who they were.
Yue Li Lian, Si Fang Boyan, Mo Yu Lingtian, and others, as well as juniors like Mo Yu Piaoxu—their character, integrity, and vision had drawn Li Tianming to their side, made him willing to serve them.
He would even become their most crucial weapon in the Hunyuan Prefecture's internal struggles over the next two hundred years.
"Over these two hundred years, my task is to temper you well, this sharp sword, so that on that day, your edge shines in all directions." As Yue Li Lian spoke, she took Li Tianming into the air and headed straight for the fifth level of the Nine Lives Tower.
Hearing this, Sui Shen Yao said unhappily, "Auntie, that sounds like you're trying to snatch our job."
"Don't talk nonsense. She's an elder; you need to show her respect," Aurora said, caught between laughter and tears.
"Yes, you used to be an elder too. But when this brat ravaged you, he wasn't polite at all," Sui Shen Yao said with a snicker.
"Yao Yao, you..."
Those words made Aurora wish she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. It was simply far too embarrassing.
While they chatted, Li Tianming