True Man Taiyi was a renowned High Immortal of the Chan Sect and Nezha's master. Yet this man before him was actually True Man Taiyi's martial uncle.
By seniority, he was unquestionably Nezha's grandmaster, a mighty figure of exceedingly high standing within the Chan Sect!
Li Jing did not dare show the slightest neglect. He immediately dismounted, tossed aside his riding whip, strode forward, and bowed deeply to Daoist Ran Deng.
His tone was full of respect. "This junior, Li Jing, greets Immortal Ran Deng!
May I ask why you have stopped me? What instructions do you have for this junior?"
Daoist Ran Deng swept his gaze over Li Jing, his brows faintly knitting. He gave a soft sound of surprise, his eyes carrying a trace of scrutiny as he murmured to himself:
"Hm? The entanglements of Auspicious Qi around you are rather peculiar..."
Hearing Daoist Ran Deng mutter this, Li Jing's heart abruptly tightened. His fingers unconsciously clenched around the sword at his waist, and unease filled his heart.
Could it be that the Immortal had seen through his fate and knew that his life would be filled with hardship, destined to be bound by family troubles?
Daoist Ran Deng merely wore an inscrutable expression. His gaze was piercing as he examined Li Jing carefully from head to toe for a long while. Faint Immortal Qi circulated around him, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Only after a moment did he slowly speak. His tone was calm, yet every word struck precisely.
"Your son Nezha is unruly by nature, arrogant and difficult to tame. Time and again, he has brought disastrous calamities upon Chentang Pass, throwing the Four Seas into turmoil.
This time, you are heading to Zhaoge because you have been implicated by him as