A Hundred Years Passed in a Flash; the Immortal Sect Convened a Heavenly Monarch Conference

Jiang Ding silently looked at the last relative he had left in this world.

He listened to his hopes.

He listened to his complaints.

He listened to all his arrangements, the arrangements for everything after he was gone...

"When I leave, you will be all alone."

"Between Heaven and Earth, you will be the only one left in the family."

Lin Yuanwang let out a long sigh. "Do not worry. Cultivators were meant to walk alone. I have been this way all these years, and so have you. There is nothing bad about it."

"As the days pass, you will gradually get used to it."

"Mm."

Jiang Ding nodded gently.

The two talked for a long time, about their childhood, about Jiang Yuan, about their maternal grandparents, about their uncle and aunt, and about Jiang Yuan's daughter, Little Yun. She had already advanced to the Golden Core Realm, had endured much hardship and tempering, and was not particularly close to this side of the family.

After staying for several days, the two waved goodbye.

Before parting, Jiang Ding urged Lin Yuanwang not to lose heart and to keep working hard.

Lin Yuanwang agreed, saying that he would not completely sink into decadence. After busying himself with nurturing the younger generation, he would still continue cultivating.

Amid the howl of the wind, Jiang Ding flew through the atmosphere, breaking upward and returning to the Heavenly Dipper Orbital.

The melancholy in his heart gradually eased.

These several hundred years of life had not been spent in vain after all. He had gradually come to see some things more clearly.

Of course, an important reason was that he was not someone with a narrow obsession with bloodlines.

To Jiang Ding, there were still many people in the Immortal Sect who shared a