Xiaomeng Territory, Zhuangzi's dojo.
Behind the Main Peak's main hall stood a man in white. Countless plum blossoms were embroidered across his robes, making him look exceptionally clean.
The man bowed slightly toward the main hall alone.
"Thank you, Zhuangzi!" the man in white said with utmost sincerity. At the same time, a feeling of relief flashed across his face.
A voice slowly drifted out from within the main hall.
"Plum Mountain Old Ancestor, everyone has witnessed what you've done all these years. You accumulated good deeds throughout the world, brought blessings to all living beings, and preserved a pure land for several territories amid this chaotic world. However, the light of misfortune within you is simply too stubborn. Even I can only seal it away for you." Zhuangzi's voice drifted slowly from the main hall.
"Being able to seal it is enough. I've suffered more than enough over the years, and my cultivation even fell into the Ancient Immortal Realm. Fortunately, with your help, I managed to step into the Ancestral Immortal Realm once more. From now on, no matter what it is, Plum will await your orders!" Plum Mountain Old Ancestor said with utmost certainty.
"Mm. Although the light of misfortune within you has been sealed, you must continue doing good throughout the world and slowly wear away the misfortune within you. Be sure not to give rise to greed, anger, or delusive thoughts again!" Zhuangzi said at last.
"Plum will engrave this in his heart!" Plum Mountain Old Ancestor said solemnly.
"Very well, go for now. The lecture is about to begin!" Zhuangzi's voice came again.
"Yes!" Plum Mountain Old Ancestor nodded.
Plum Mountain Old Ancestor stepped backward and withdrew from the Main Peak.
With Zhuangzi's help, Plum Mountain Old Ancestor had finally found that thread of