In the beautiful valley, Star Lord Xuanqing walked across the grass, his white robe drifting in the wind, showing a grace wholly untouched by dust.
He did not walk quickly, studying the scenery along the way with curiosity.
He made his way to the center of the valley and saw a figure sitting in meditation beneath an old tree. That figure was White-Headed Immortal Ancestor.
He came before White-Headed Immortal Ancestor, bowed respectfully, and said, "Star Lord Xuanqing pays respects to the Immortal Ancestor."
White-Headed Immortal Ancestor opened his eyes and looked at him, his gaze calm as water.
Star Lord Xuanqing smiled and said, "Immortal Ancestor, my seventh senior brother often speaks of you. Whenever he mentions how you roamed the Path of the Great Dao together back then, he always sounds deeply nostalgic."
White-Headed Immortal Ancestor's expression did not change as he asked, "When your master accepted you as his disciple back then, I also attended that grand banquet. I simply never expected that after so many years, you still would not have grown."
At these words, embarrassment flickered across Star Lord Xuanqing's face.
"Ahem, Immortal Ancestor, this humble Daoist is indeed unworthy. There is nothing to be done about that. This humble Daoist's pursuit of cultivation is truly not firm enough. Compared with cultivation, this humble Daoist cares more about other pursuits."
Star Lord Xuanqing gave a false cough and spoke seriously.
White-Headed Immortal Ancestor only looked at him calmly, without the slightest expression, making him even more awkward.
Star Lord Xuanqing raised his right hand and took out a piece of golden jade fully thirty centimeters long. There was a thin seam down the middle of the golden jade, as if two pieces of golden jade had been joined together.
"This is the Heavenly Dao Immortal