[After the young Azure Dragon passed the Heart Questioning Array, he was so excited he could barely contain himself. With a clear dragon cry, he revealed his true form.
The several-dozen-zhang-long Azure Dragon joyfully circled above Mount Tai Summit, drawing everyone's gazes upward.]
Ao Yi stood amid the crowd, watching the three little dragons weep tears of joy within the Golden Light of Merit. His gaze lingered longest on the young Azure Dragon.
The youth's posture as he circled, the exhilaration in his cry, even the look in his eyes when he turned back to check on his companions first after landing.
All of it reminded him of himself.
He had once been just as high-spirited. He had once believed that as long as he worked hard enough, fought desperately enough, he could lead the Dragon race out of the mire.
Later, he left the Dragon race, entered the Duxian Sect, and became Li Changshou's follower. His clan members cursed him as a traitor, while the elders said he had forgotten his roots.
Yet the path taken by those three little dragons on the screen made him unable to stop wondering.
If someone in the Dragon race had been willing to lend a hand back then, if he had had a place like this to go to... would he still have reached the point of breaking with his clan?
[Su Miao contacted Zhunti.
"Martial Uncle, I would like to send several disciples to train in the West. They can also deliver some newly cultivated Spirit Planting seeds and help organize the Earth Veins."
Zhunti responded eagerly.
"Disciple Miao Heng! Once your people arrive in the West, it'll be just like coming home!
Leave their safety to your martial uncle!"
Several days later, Farm Teachings Disciples traveled west with Spirit Planting