"Elder Zheng, you mean..."
Qin Wufeng hesitated, as though wanting to speak but stopping himself.
The old man nodded. "This old man wishes to send him to Tian Yuan Star for further study."
At those words, Qin Wufeng fell silent.
Only after a long while did he speak. "Blue Star only has one year of peace left. Even if Jiang Yan rises meteorically on Tian Yuan Star, Star Planet will still attack our Blue Star a year from now."
"By then, no matter how gifted Jiang Yan is, how could he withstand Babata, who is infinitely close to that realm, after cultivating for only one year?"
The old man shook his head and replied mildly, "You are mistaken. This old man never intended for Jiang Yan to return and resist Babata a year from now."
Qin Wufeng's expression changed slightly. "Then you intend to..."
"He is hope. He is a seed. He absolutely cannot die alongside old bones like us."
"This old man hopes that he can carry on Blue Star Martial Dao... at the very least, return after becoming a Martial Saint and avenge the countless wronged souls of Blue Star."
"Wufeng, afterward, go persuade that child to study on Tian Yuan Star. As for everything else, do not mention it to him."
"Let him focus on cultivating there. With his talent, perhaps he will become a Martial Saint in less than ten years."
The old man forced a smile.
"...Yes."
Qin Wufeng vanished from where he stood.
The room fell silent, leaving only the old man sitting quietly in his chair.
He spread open his hand and looked at the life force draining away ever faster. His face was as still as an ancient well, yet the sorrow and anxiety in his eyes could not be concealed.
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