"Master!" Xiang Qingcheng's eyes reddened slightly. Jade Clear Immortal Palace sat far outside the Eastern Prefecture, neighboring the Northern Nether, and historically never interfered in the affairs of the Eastern Prefecture. Xiang Qingcheng knew full well how difficult it was for her master to make such a decision.
"Sigh, you needn't feel guilty either. Your master spoke with me at length; forcibly severing your past isn't fair to you."
Old Monster Wushan shook his head, his figure drifting away into the distance. "Remember, the Buddhist Sect's Five Exquisites Monk Subduing Tiger Array involves four other Mahayana and Tribulation-crossing cultivators, and their foundation's depth vastly surpasses that of the Immortal Palace. If you are going to strike, you must settle the outcome in a single blow to avoid bringing an unforeseeable disaster upon the Immortal Palace."
"Yes, Uncle-Master, this disciple will remember it well. Please thank Master on my behalf. Once this matter is settled, this disciple will definitely return to Jade Clear Immortal Palace and fulfill a disciple's utmost obligations." Xiang Qingcheng bowed deeply.
"To let the future head of the sect go just like that—I'm still somewhat reluctant, after all." Watching Xiang Qingcheng's figure drift away among the bamboo groves, Old Monster Wushan let out an emotional sigh. "The falling blossoms have intentional affection, but the flowing water is heartless. It's a pity for that boy Sikong."
"The most difficult thing in this world to fathom is this matter of affection, and everyone has their own karmic affinity. If we were to shackle her to the sect with her mind burdened by worries, I fear her cultivation would also halt right here." At that moment, an elderly woman with the hair of a crane and the complexion of a youth, holding an ice-drake longstaff, flashed and arrived at Old