After Blood Spirit and the others retreated, with Mo Fei and Yuan Hao—two genuine Godly Beings—holding down the fort, the cultivators of Northern Profound finally let their guard down. Then they watched the three of them undergo their tribulations together.
As they protected Mo Fei and the others while listening to Ling Tian recount the past several years, they heard him deliberately gloss over the dangerous parts. But Mo Yue and Yuan Hao were both clever enough to know how much hardship Ling Tian had endured. They couldn't help sighing over it.
After hearing Ling Tian's story, Mo Yue and Yuan Hao were deeply moved. They felt for all the hardship he had suffered, yet were also happy that he'd had such an extraordinary journey, and proud that he'd grown so much.
They understood why Ling Tian had taken the name Ling Tian. They were even grateful to Lingyun, Old Man Ling, and Lingxiao Pavilion for raising and guiding him.
At Ling Tian's introduction, Mo Yue and Yuan Hao met Old Man Ling, Zi Yun, and the others. They respectfully bowed to the benefactors who had cared for Ling Tian all along and thanked them sincerely.
"You're both too polite. We've always treated Tian'er as our own child. Of course we would look after him and protect him." Old Man Ling glanced at Ling Tian, his eyes filled with relief and pride.
Ever since Lingyun and Humei had passed away, and Wu De had spent most of his time traveling, the responsibility of caring for and teaching Ling Tian had fallen to Old Man Ling. Ling Tian was practically his personal disciple. Seeing him achieve so much filled Old Man Ling with relief and pride.
"Father, Mother, Elder Ling—we're all family, so there's no need to be so polite," Ling