Learning that Chen Qingying had died, Chen Lin could not help sinking into gloom.
Although he had expected it, the news still hurt.
"Get up."
Chen Lin extended a hand and lifted Chen Jiliang to his feet.
The young man's aptitude was not particularly good; he only had a triple spiritual root. But he was a descendant of the Chen Family, after all, and Chen Ling'er had probably given him special attention. Otherwise, he could never have succeeded in core formation.
"Come, let's go see your sect master."
Chen Lin gathered his thoughts and glanced at the woman in the gauze dress beside him, choosing not to ask any further questions here.
He had already reached the sect. Once he met his daughter, he would naturally learn everything.
At his signal, the woman in white gauze hurried ahead to lead the way, while Chen Jiliang left the Teleportation Hall with Chen Lin and flew toward the main peak.
Only then did Chen Lin notice that another defensive formation covered the main peak, and its level was extremely high. He could not say whether a Spirit Transformation cultivator could breach it, but a Nascent Soul cultivator certainly could not.
He nodded inwardly. It seemed his daughter did know to take precautions. At the very least, her residence was well defended.
Soon, the three landed at the foot of the mountain. Chen Jiliang immediately flew ahead and placed a token into the recess beside the entrance.
A ripple of energy spread across the entrance, and a female cultivator at the Golden Core Stage walked out.
"Oh, Elder Chen. Is there something urgent you need to discuss with the sect master? She is in secluded cultivation. If it isn't important, perhaps you could come back another day."
The Golden Core cultivator treated Chen