We'll Meet in Azure Cloud

"Martial Emperor, Drunken Madman."

Beside the Spirit Boat, Li Changan bowed to the two old men.

These two senior elders had stayed with the family for a long time. They were leaning against a tree, bleary-eyed and half-asleep. Hearing Li Changan call out to them, a trace of displeasure flashed through their eyes.

How could Li Changan fail to see the two elders' dissatisfaction?

He could only smile bitterly. "These children are the tinder of my Li Family. Drunken Madman, you once protected this junior in the fishing village for decades. I never thought I would have to trouble you to bear this burden again."

"After looking after one generation, I have to look after another." Drunken Madman waved a hand. "Don't make me do this again in the future. Why don't I just nurse you Li brats myself?"

"Please bear with it, Senior."

Li Changan bowed deeply, then looked toward the Martial Emperor. "Senior..."

Before he could finish—

The Martial Emperor's dissatisfied voice rang out. "My martial path was made complete because of Yuanwu. Whatever your old Li family asks me to do is only right. It's just that instead of fighting immortals on this journey, I'm protecting a bunch of children. I'll have utterly lost face before my old friends."

Li Changan had no answer. Which mattered more, life or face? He could not answer that.

He always felt that the Martial Emperor and Drunken Madman had both lost their souls.

Only upon reaching this point did he understand why the children at home refused to leave. What they had lost was not face, but the spirit of Azure Cloud people; what had been severed was Azure Cloud's root.

The children boarded the Spirit Boat one after another.

Once this Spirit Boat flew away, the children of the