Kunlun Mountain was shrouded in mist, with immortal aura permeating the air.
Yet in a secluded corner, a newly opened cave abode stood out like a sore thumb.
Inside the cave abode, Shen Gongbao slowly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed and vanished, and his gaze soon returned to silence.
More than ten years had passed since Venerable Lord Yuanshi had brought him back to Jade Void Palace and accepted him as a disciple of a Sage.
The initial joy and excitement had long since been completely worn away by years of cold treatment.
Venerable Lord Yuanshi had only accepted him as a Nominal Disciple before throwing him to Immortal Official Nanji.
That senior brother had casually taught him some of the most basic Jade Pure Immortal Techniques.
Then, there had been no more follow-up.
"Cultivate diligently, and do not disappoint Master's expectations."
Those had been Immortal Official Nanji's final words to him.
After that came endless loneliness and neglect.
Over the years, he had finally figured out why the Sage had taken notice of him.
The Person of Destiny.
The one who would wield the Investiture of the Gods.
Those nine words were the only reason he had been able to enter Jade Void Palace.
If not for that, as a beast covered in fur and horns, he probably would not even have reached the gates of Kunlun Mountain before being casually slain by a disciple of the Chan Sect.
He had thought that becoming a disciple of a Sage would mean rising to the heavens in a single step and enjoying boundless prospects from then on.
But reality had slapped him hard across the face.
The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect all looked down on everyone.
Although, because of his identity as the Person of