A Kindred Soul

"Prodigy Goddess Lan Nuo will shatter the void atop Kunlun Mountain's Summit of the Snow Mountain on the night of the full moon, the fifteenth of August! She is the first person in a hundred years to do so! We absolutely cannot miss it!"

"Ever since the Martial Ancestor spread his teachings thousands of years ago, followed by Patriarchs Li Xunhuan, Zhang Yi, Yun Luo, and several others shattering the void and departing, more than a dozen people have ascended. Yet none have done so with the ease of Goddess Lan Nuo!"

"Goddess Lan Nuo is Patriarch Zhang Yi's direct disciple. She cultivates the Martial Ancestor's most exquisite method, so such accomplishments are nothing strange! If I had inherited the Martial Ancestor's legacy, I would not be inferior to her!"

"I heard that a legacy left behind by the Martial Ancestor thousands of years ago fell into the martial world. It seems to have been obtained by a youth named Xiao Chen, and the entire martial world has been talking about it lately!"

Riding atop Yellow Ox, Gu Shaoshang heard three martial cultivators talking inside a tavern not far away.

"Thousands of years..."

Gu Shaoshang shook his head slightly, feeling rather sentimental.

After leaving the Great Ming Jianghu world, he had traveled through other worlds for tens of thousands of years. Yet for this world, only several thousand years had passed.

Even at his current level, he could not glimpse the full profundity of space and time.

Whoosh, whoosh...

A light breeze drifted by, carrying a faint chill.

Yellow Ox swished its tail as it walked. The black-robed young man's gaze was tranquil and unhurried, while the golden eagle perched on his shoulder, preening its feathers.

The scene was harmonious and natural, carrying an indescribable Dao aura. Ordinary people would