Lin Lan's Misfortune

True Lord Yuxiao froze for a moment, his emotions complicated, but he still offered his blessings aloud:

"I congratulate Junior Brother in advance on breaking through to the Golden Core seventh layer. The sect will gain another late Golden Core cultivator—truly cause for celebration.

If Senior Brother Zhengyang knows in the afterlife, he will surely be deeply gratified and rest with a smile."

He had only reached the sixth layer Golden Core, just catching up to the realm Senior Brother Zhengyang had once reached. He still had a long road ahead before breaking through to the late stage of Golden Core.

The sect already had two former juniors surpass him one after another. He could not help feeling that heroes grew old too soon. Back then, these two had needed to call him "Patriarch" when they met him!

"Congratulations."

Everyone offered their blessings. With the True Demon Tribulation outbreak as the backdrop, the stronger their fellow disciples were, the safer everyone would be.

Lin Jiuxiao and Lin Qiubai exchanged a glance, and each saw the loneliness in the other's eyes.

Both were Golden Core Layer 3 cultivators, currently seeking to break through to mid Golden Core. Yet the sect had already entered the age of late golden core, and bitterness welled up in both their hearts.

A cultivator who had once lagged behind him had later overtaken him, making him doubt himself somewhat.

Wasn't it said that one step ahead meant every step ahead? Why did it not feel that way at all?

Lin Jiuxiao thought this as he forced out a faint smile.

Qin Yan scratched his head and said with a mild smile:

"The eight-character horoscope has not even got its first stroke yet. Everyone's blessings are putting a lot of pressure on me."

He understood very well