Old Man Ling had been with Lingxiao Pavilion for several thousand years, nearly ten thousand. He had served several generations, always diligent and conscientious; his contributions had been immense. Now Lingxiao Pavilion had finally grown powerful, and Ling Tian was strong enough to protect its disciples. He didn't want Old Man Ling to keep working so hard, and decided it was time for him to enjoy some leisure.
Hua Min'er was quite supportive of Ling Tian's suggestion. They wondered how to persuade Old Man Ling. After all, he was the sort who worried about everything, and it would be extremely difficult to get him to set it all aside and travel for pleasure.
They flew quickly as they thought of a way, and a year or two later, they finally returned to the Human Race's Lingxiao Star.
This was Ling Tian's second time on Lingxiao Star. It was nothing like the desolate wasteland with its harsh environment that he had first encountered. Now the star was lush with spiritual energy and had beautiful scenery. As they flew, graceful mountain peaks stretched into the distance; ancient trees and Heavenly Treasures grew in luxuriant abundance; several mighty rivers rushed by; spirit birds called overhead, and savage beasts roared. Walking among it all was like wandering through a celestial paradise.
Seeing Lingxiao Star as it was now, Ling Tian stared in astonishment. He murmured, "I can't believe Lingxiao Star has become like this. It may even be far better than Immortal Spirit Star. If Grandpa and Father could see it, they'd be so happy."
"Rebuilding Lingxiao Star was the young master's lifelong dream, and strengthening Lingxiao Pavilion was the master's dearest wish. Now, Tian'er, you've led everyone in accomplishing it all. I'm sure the master and young master would be proud of you.