Old Mu's Letter
At first, Lin Cheng did not pay it much mind, but the instant he sensed the formidable power within the envelope, he became slightly more serious.
The seal on the letter did not hinder Lin Cheng much. The moment his aura touched it, the seal quickly dispersed on its own.
"Let's see what Old Mu wrote to me."
He opened the envelope.
There were no flashy methods, no voice-transmission jade slip—only a single thin sheet of paper.
"Hm?"
The next second, Lin Cheng froze for a moment.
He discovered that the letter contained no imagined account of secrets, only one simple sentence.
"Over countless years, from the Lesser Immortal Realm to the Heavenly Realm, you are the child I have chosen with the greatest talent..."
Seeing this opening, Lin Cheng smiled. Unable to tell what he felt, he continued reading. The letter went on with many words of encouragement and regret. "It is a pity that although your talent is not weak, your strength is ultimately still somewhat lacking. Many matters are not yet convenient to tell you... However, I have prepared a path of trials for you. If you can pass through it safely and do not fall midway, then perhaps one day you will become a pillar of the human race..."
A path of trials?
Lin Cheng thought about it. When Old Mu had disappeared last time, what had his cultivation been?
The Bitter Sea Realm?
Or had he only barely reached the Heavenly Star Realm?
Only half a year had passed. Probably no one would have imagined that he had already stepped into the level of an Immortal Emperor.
With all his methods combined, his combat strength was even more impossible to gauge.
"This Old Mu."
Lin Cheng chuckled and shook his head.
Trials?