Now that Ding Ling, an Upper God, was here, there was no need to worry about so much anymore.
Xu Changqing had already begun imagining what it would be like to meet Lin Qing'er, Zhao Ling'er, and the others.
The Moon Worship Sect Leader watched from the side, his heart filled with emotion. Just thinking about how he had racked his brains to obtain a place as a follower made him sigh.
Yet the people before him had obtained places as followers merely through their eloquence and by presenting a pair of Human-Faced Pendants. The difference between them was simply too great.
The Moon Worship Sect Leader's state of mind had become unbalanced, but fortunately, he was far from ordinary. It only took him a moment to calm himself.
It was at this moment.
The Moon Worship Sect Leader thought of the most crucial point.
That brat Li Xiaoyao was actually the Upper God's disciple.
No wonder the Upper God had accepted Tang Xuejian and Huaying, who were on such close terms with Li Xiaoyao.
And the Upper God had rescued Lin Qing'er and Zhao Ling'er, mother and daughter, ten years ago. No one knew what had happened during that time.
But one thing was undeniable: the Upper God must have taken exceptional care of the mother and daughter.
And Xu Changqing was a close relative of the mother and daughter!
Wasn't it only natural for Ding Ling to look after Xu Changqing because of this?
Thinking of this.
The Moon Worship Sect Leader grew even more envious of Xu Changqing, Tang Xuejian, and Huaying.
If only he had such an elder to look after him, how wonderful would that be?
He thought of his strict, cold, and heartless adoptive father.
If his adoptive father had cared for his juniors