Jiang Tianjun Blushed with Embarrassment

The Sky-Covering Divine Banyan's massive trunk opened, then slowly closed again.

Jiang Ding watched carefully, inspecting it bit by bit and confirming that nothing was wrong. The last two relatives he had in the world slumbered within, their lifespans draining away at an extremely slow rate.

Cultivators below the Golden Core realm were much weaker. Within the Slumber Secret Realm, their lifespans drained more slowly than those of Nascent Soul Cultivators and the like.

"Mom, little sister, may we meet again nine thousand years from now..."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

All of a sudden, an unprecedented loneliness wrapped around him.

From this moment onward, there was no family left in heaven and earth for him to speak to. He was utterly alone.

Many high-level cultivators began their descent into twisted madness in just this way.

"But I still have fellow Daoists, as well as the many students and teachers of the Immortal Sect... Compared to the many high-level cultivators of Immortal Sects who stood in the dark forest with their spirits constantly taut, I was fortunate. I did not have to face such loneliness, slowly developing cold and twisted changes in my Dao heart and becoming one of those strange old monsters."

"I will be sixteen forever, a shy young man."

"Now, I'm going to school."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself. For the first time, he looked forward to going to school so eagerly. He waited no longer, flying straight into the sky and traveling a great distance as he toured the Clearwind University campus.

Another year's college entrance examinations had ended.

The students coming and going brimmed with youthful vigor. Freshmen and their parents happily entered the institution of their dreams.

A sixteen-year-old youth in blue robes fit right in among them, naturally possessing superlative concealment.

Of course,