Uncle!
The moment those two words entered Li Tianming's ears, he instantly felt as though a lifetime had passed.
Ever since he had entered the world, he had always been one of the juniors—the youngest of the young.
Though he was now over a thousand years old, in this Eonic God world where lifespans casually stretched into the millions, he was still just a little brat.
How had he suddenly become an uncle?
Thank goodness...
After thinking it over carefully, Li Tianming realized this did not mean he had grown old. It was purely a matter of seniority.
In this cosmic cultivation system, master-disciple seniority was also extremely important, basically on the same level as fathers and sons or fathers and daughters. From Zen Great-Grandfather to Yue Li Lian, then to Li Tianming and Xuejing Chan, they made four generations under one roof.
Aside from those two major lines of seniority, distinctions among everyone else were not so strict. After all, the age gaps were simply too vast, and many people interacted as peers.
The main reason Xuejing Chan had to call Li Tianming uncle was that he had slipped into this master-disciple relationship.
Even so, having someone his own age call him uncle still felt rather strange to Li Tianming.
The question was, would she accept it?
While Li Tianming was still thinking, the little girl Xuejing Chan blinked her ice-blue eyes at him. Then she gave him a sweet smile and said, "Chan'er greets Uncle Tianming!"
She really was obedient... Ahem.
"Hello, Chan'er." Li Tianming responded generously as well.
He had initially thought it would be enough just to get acquainted. Xuejing Chan had grown up in privileged circumstances, so she might not truly think highly of him. Yet the moment they met, she seemed quite excited. "Uncle