Raising the Banner

Third Mother steadied her heaving chest.

She collapsed back into the chair behind her, having spent every ounce of strength.

While gasping for breath, she watched the tall, red-haired cultivator who had already seated herself calmly.

She did not know what the other party meant, but even if she was Big Brother Tu Shan's daughter, if she tried to snatch the Soul Banner from her hands, she would not hesitate to tear off one of her own wings.

If one was not enough, then she would tear off another!

She naturally knew she could not make a move, but at the very least, she had to protect the Soul Banner.

The red-haired woman took a sip of tea and smiled. "Refusing to give up lightly is a very fine quality."

She nodded in satisfaction.

"I like it very much."

"Those were all my questions. I have asked everything."

As she spoke, she looked at Venerable Fallen Flame, then shifted her gaze to the red-haired man beside him and said approvingly, "Father was right. Everyone has their own path. Children are not possessions, but independent individuals."

"Just as parents are not accessories to their children.

"We should all have our own paths."

Tu Shan Jun looked at Tu Shan Jinghong in surprise.

He truly ought to view Jinghong in a new light.

No wonder she had cultivated to the level of a Spirit Transformation Venerable at such a young age.

In truth, he should have realized it long ago.

It was merely that his impression of her had remained frozen in that moment.

But time turned, and people changed.

Even someone who had once been the same person would ultimately grow after being tempered by time.

That was beyond doubt.

So long as she did not suddenly bring him news that