"Ancestor, is someone in the sect getting married today? It's so festive," An Ning asked curiously.
"What marriage? Of course, we learned you were coming back and specially prepared this for you," the Jue Ming Wan Xie Wheel said with a smile.
"For me?" An Ning froze.
"That's right, all of this was prepared for you. See those lanterns? Your Ancestor Wuming hung them himself. And those red ribbons, your Ancestor Zizai braided them himself, and those..."
An ancestor of Kaoshan Peak spoke, introducing everything to An Ning one by one as he led her around the ancestral temple.
Hua Wuming, Hua Zizai, and the other ancestors stayed by her side, the atmosphere warm and harmonious, smiles hanging on every face.
"Strange, where are the ancestors of Tianji Peak?"
The Jue Ming Wan Xie Wheel had not followed them over. What puzzled him was that ancestors from every peak were present in the crowd, except those of Tianji Peak.
"Thank you, Ancestors. This disciple does not deserve all that you have done. You have truly worked hard," An Ning said, overwhelmed by the favor after hearing the Kaoshan Peak ancestor's introduction.
She had long heard that Kaoshan Sect had a wonderful atmosphere and was exceptionally united. Back then, she had only had a vague concept of it. Only now did she understand the true weight carried by the words "unity."
She had originally thought Heavenly Mandate Daoist Academy already had an atmosphere good enough, but Kaoshan Sect surpassed it by far. It possessed an additional feeling called "home."
This feeling of "home" warmed An Ning's heart. When she had cultivated alone in the past, this was exactly what she had yearned for. Now, she had it all.
An Ning's eyes suddenly reddened.
"What's wrong?" The ancestors surrounded An Ning, fussing