"Disciple Li Qingyun greets Steward Lu!"
Li Qingyun smiled faintly, stepped forward, and bowed.
Compared to the unease he had felt when he met Lu Nanling last time, he was now utterly calm and relaxed, even somewhat carefree.
Once certain things no longer mattered, once he no longer clung to them or kept them in his sights, they naturally faded away.
Lu Nanling held a teacup, his gaze carrying authority as well as something more complicated, fixed directly upon the handsome, jade-like youth in the hall.
He felt that, after more than twenty days apart, this disowned concubine-born son of the Marquis Qinghe household had undergone an earth-shaking transformation in spirit and bearing.
Last time, the youth's face had been pale and bloodless, his Three Treasures dim and listless, his whole body frail and weak.
Now, the youth's Three Treasures blazed with meaning like torches. Moreover, the faintly emanating aura around him—what cultivators called one's "temperament"—gave Lu Nanling a sense of clarity, wholeness, and sharp, flourishing vigor!
The youth was still the same youth, yet his inner self had already changed beyond recognition!
What fortuitous encounter did this boy have? Or was it because of that Mysterious Spirit Cat? Especially after he went down the mountain with Zhao Yifan to Yinshan Town—his temperament changed so greatly upon returning, reaching such a level!
Lu Nanling suddenly felt a trace of regret. Back then, he had merely gone through the motions in haste and had not acknowledged or accepted this youth.
In cultivation, a Dao Bone Spiritual Root was undoubtedly the most important thing.
Yet as one went further down the road, one's personal temperament became ever more important.
He recalled what his master had told him back when he was still at the mountain gate of Lingbao Sect:
"A Dao Bone