"Azure Pill, Dongmen Xue, Miao Hongyu... every last one of them is a prodigy of their generation, a figure who can stir the winds and clouds... while I'm nothing at all."
"The Three Mountains Association higher-ups were truly ruthless this time. They even deceived their own middle ranks and pulled off a sleight of hand that hid the sky and crossed the sea... Fellow Daoist Zi Xinchen's position in the future is likely to become rather awkward."
"But... none of that has anything to do with me."
Inside his newly rented cave abode, Aaron slowly sipped green tea as he gazed at a moon laurel in the courtyard.
Spring came and autumn went; flowers bloomed and fell...
Two years after he returned to the market, Qian Fu'er's lifespan came to its end, and he passed away in meditation.
Aaron personally saw his old friend off. Little Qian had gone with a smile on his face, still muttering before his death that he had not lived to see the cultivation world erupt into another great war. Fortunate, fortunate indeed...
That same year, Shen Zui and the Red Whisk Fairy also had a daughter. They named her Shen Qingchen. She unexpectedly possessed dual spiritual roots, delighting the pair so much that they held a grand banquet and celebrated for several days straight. Aaron also went to offer a congratulatory gift.
Birth, aging, sickness, death; the old replaced by the new; the cycle of worldly affairs—such was life...
Other than that, nothing of note happened.
As little Qingchen gradually blossomed into a stunning beauty, twenty years slipped away without anyone noticing.
One day.
"Master, Fellow Daoist Shen has come to visit!"
Lin Yuanping, now wearing the appearance of a middle-aged man, came to report.
"Show him in!"
Aaron waved a hand. Before