Before setting out.
Within Water Palace, a streak of Golden Light flashed and arrived before Lu Qingfeng. As the Golden Light faded, it revealed a young man in a brocade robe, his austere features inspiring a chill in the heart.
Lu Xiao and Lu Yao saw their father off to war.
Seeing the newcomer, they were momentarily astonished—
"Who is that?!"
They had never seen this man before. Celestial River Water Palace was not a place just anyone could enter.
A Divine General stepped in front of Lu Qingfeng and barked at the youth, "Who goes there? How dare you be so insolent?"
"He is this Marshal's disciple."
Lu Qingfeng waved his hand, signaling the Divine General to withdraw, then looked toward the youth in the brocade robe with a smile.
"Disciple?"
"Father sure has a lot of disciples!"
Lu Yao gazed at the youth in the brocade robe and thought to herself.
Every now and then, her father would gain a few more disciples, and then a few more after that. She had long since grown used to it. In private, she had even poked fun at him, calling him a "disciple-collecting fiend." She had thought that after arriving at Celestial River, she had met all of her father's disciples. Yet here another unfamiliar face had popped up.
The youth naturally had no idea what Lu Yao was thinking. He came before Lu Qingfeng, bowed, and said, "This disciple is Six Wings. Greetings, Teacher!"
"Good."
"Very good."
"With the Iceheart forged within, you remain unshaken even if the sky collapses. Now that you have attained Celestial Immortal, your bitter toil has finally borne fruit."
Lu Qingfeng looked at Six Wings and nodded repeatedly.
He was delighted for him as well.
This disciple of his had endured hardships no less