Public Lecture

Clearly,

Wei Yuting had also learned of Shen Changchuan's maternal grandfather passing away.

However, she had never met Han Qinhu and had no personal ties with him.

Coupled with how busy she had been recently, she had not gone to pay her respects in person.

"Life and death are decreed by fate. My maternal grandfather was able to live out his natural lifespan, and he left without any regrets. It was already a joyous funeral."

Shen Changchuan gently shook his head.

After nearly two months of rest and recovery, he had already recovered.

Thinking it over carefully,

to live out one's natural lifespan and leave no regrets in life—there was truly nothing more to say.

After exchanging a few pleasantries,

they spoke of his return to the Dragon Firmament Sect.

Shen Changchuan did not conceal anything and explained his plans.

Over the next year or two, he intended to remain within the sect grounds, studying the many spells in the sect's Scripture Depository Pavilion to strengthen his foundations and expand his methods.

As his Master's Personal Disciple, with his cultivation already having reached the Out of Body Stage ninth level, there were likely very few people in the entire Dragon Firmament Sect whose Cultivation Realm surpassed his.

Naturally, the contents of the Scripture Depository Pavilion were entirely open to Shen Changchuan.

Yet the key to the Scripture Depository Pavilion's doors was in Wei Yuting's hands.

Shen Changchuan naturally needed to sound her out on the matter and obtain the key to the Scripture Depository Pavilion.

"Is that so? Then does that mean you'll be staying in the sect grounds for the next year or two, Junior Brother?"

Upon hearing Shen Changchuan's words,

Wei Yuting seemed to think of something, and her eyes lit up.

"Yes. What is it, Senior Sister?