"What is it, Junior Brother? Do you find something improper? If it's inconvenient, we can still change the date; the invitations haven't been sent out yet anyway."
Seeing Lu Xiaotian standing there in a daze, Chen Henian hastily spoke, thinking Lu Xiaotian had some reservations.
His remaining lifespan was not much, and once his life came to an end, Soaring Heavens Palace would be left without a Nascent Soul Cultivator to hold the fort, quickly deteriorating into a third-rate minor sect. Perhaps it would not be long before Soaring Heavens Palace became a mixed bag of assorted elements, something Chen Henian naturally could not accept. Lu Xiaotian had only broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm a little over two hundred years ago and still had an abundance of lifespan, quite sufficient to protect Soaring Heavens Palace for nearly a thousand years.
What was more, the commotion Lu Xiaotian made during his Nascent Soul breakthrough was simply shocking—even that Great Cultivator Wen Changyun had watched in dumbfounded awe. Lu Xiaotian's potential far surpassed his own; reaching the Nascent Soul Middle Stage would be completely smooth sailing, and even a Great Cultivator was not entirely out of the question. A sect backed by a Great Cultivator would be enough to make Soaring Heavens Palace a presence second only to top-tier sects like the Ancient Sword Sect and Azure Elixir Palace.
As for Lu Xiaotian, Chen Henian now valued him extremely highly, naturally not wishing to displease him over some trivial matter. He thought to himself that it was fortunate Wen Changyun and the other had already left on business, otherwise outsiders would surely have watched a joke.
"It's nothing like that, I just haven't grown accustomed to this shift in identity yet for a moment," Lu Xiaotian snapped back to his