From Now On, Cultivate on Jinao Island

Saint Mother Jin Ling raised her empty hand, and a gentle flow of Magic Power lifted the two men to their feet.

She did not address Jiang Ziya first. Instead, her gaze settled on Wen Zhong.

After looking him up and down, Saint Mother Jin Ling nodded slightly.

"Rise."

"Wen Zhong, you've done very well."

"After reading your message, Master was quite pleased with how you taught Junior Martial Brother Ziya over the past three years."

"Master once said: 'Wen Zhong respects his teachers and values the Dao. He handles affairs with prudence and is truly the most outstanding among the third-generation disciples of the Interception Sect.'"

At those words, Wen Zhong's usually imposing face instantly flushed bright red.

He was overwhelmed with excitement.

A Sage's praise!

What an honor that was!

Although he served as a minister in the Great Shang Dynasty, held the highest position among its officials, and was revered by the people, what he valued most in his heart was still his identity as a disciple of the Interception Sect.

To receive his Ancestor Master's words of "very satisfied" was, to him, a thousand or ten thousand times more glorious than being made a king or prime minister in the mortal world!

"Disciple... Disciple is unworthy of such praise!"

"Disciple merely did his duty. How could he dare claim credit?"

"To receive Ancestor Master's favor, disciple would gladly shatter his body into pieces, yet still find it difficult to repay even one ten-thousandth of it!"

Wen Zhong knelt again, his voice choked with emotion.

Saint Mother Jin Ling smiled and said no more. She turned to Jiang Ziya standing nearby.

At the sight of him, a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.

Three years ago, when she had sent Jiang Ziya here, this junior brother