The Vermillion Bird Sect was decked out in lanterns and streamers. It looked festive, but many disciples wore grave expressions, as though something weighed heavily on their minds.
Everyone wanted to know: would Li Chang'an come?
If he did, what would become of this ceremony?
"Chen'er, if Fellow Daoist Li comes, we should open the array to welcome him. Let us turn weapons into jade and silk and put an end to these years of enmity."
Mu Zheng stood beside Mu Chen, offering his earnest advice.
Mu Chen's manner was cold and unyielding. "Father, don't worry. Before my Nascent Soul Formation, I obtained a Great Opportunity. I have more than enough to kill Li Chang'an!"
"Chen'er, Fellow Daoist Li is no ordinary Early Nascent Soul cultivator. His strength rivals that of a veteran Mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, and he has no end of methods. Why must you make an enemy of him?"
His face lined with worry, Mu Zheng continued trying to persuade him.
But no words could sway Mu Chen.
He had made up his mind to kill Li Chang'an at his Nascent Soul Formation Ceremony.
Before long, guests from the various powers arrived.
Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and the others came one after another, bearing congratulatory gifts for Mu Chen.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Mu."
Hearing himself addressed as "Fellow Daoist" again and again, Mu Chen felt comfortable all over. The gloom of past years was swept away.
Just as Li Chang'an had guessed, Mu Chen had indeed spent those years under immense strain. His state of mind had nearly suffered, and he had come close to developing an Inner Demon.
Fortunately, he had unexpectedly found a treasure left by a predecessor. Among its contents was a precious One Heart Pill, which had allowed him to survive his Inner Demon