"This child has a rare and unusual constitution. I wish to take him as my disciple. Do any of you object?"
In a haze, Chen Changan suddenly heard a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Chen Changan opened his eyes and looked around. At last, he saw an incredibly beautiful woman.
The moment he saw her, Chen Changan felt as if he had met her before, yet he couldn't recall when.
More importantly, he felt as though he had forgotten something.
"Senior!"
"My son Changan is only six years old. To be chosen by you is naturally a blessing."
"But he's still so young..."
"What of it? Six is the perfect age to begin cultivating. Are you unwilling?" The beautiful woman furrowed her brow and asked, seemingly displeased.
"We wouldn't dare."
"May I ask your name, Senior?"
"Empress... Mu Yunyao!"
What?
Mu Yunyao?
At the sound of that name, the Chen Family members were all visibly excited. After all, she was an unrivaled powerhouse throughout the Great Profound Realm.
They never imagined that this boy, Chen Changan, would be fortunate enough to catch her eye.
"Changan, what do you think?" Chen Changan's father looked down at his six-year-old son and asked with a smile.
Chen Changan looked at his father, then at Mu Yunyao. For some reason, he seemed to desperately want to grow close to her.
"Your disciple pays his respects, Master."
A smile appeared on Mu Yunyao's face at Chen Changan's words. As expected of the disciple she had chosen—so clever at such a young age. He was destined for greatness.
"Senior, since my son is willing, we naturally won't object."
"But he is still so young, and he has never been away from us. Could you tell us where you live? We won't disturb you; we