I'll Send You to See Him

"Reporting to Senior Heavenly Parasol, my senior and junior brothers were ordered out on business and have yet to return."

Daoist Qian Feng steadied himself slightly and answered bluntly, "You returned after leaving. Might there be something else you wish to instruct us about?"

"..."

Hearing this answer, Heavenly Parasol Ancestor did not refute it. He merely smiled meaningfully.

From the moment he had arrived at Void Mountain, he had sensed that something was amiss.

After all, that old worm had humble origins. It usually hid away in the Realm of Void, unwilling to discuss the Dao with its fellow disciples. Who could fail to see the inferiority buried in its heart?

Other ancestors might have held themselves above fawning too eagerly over White Crane Boy from the Northern Continent, but how would that old worm dare put on airs before him?

Yet it had actually made White Crane Boy wait idly on Void Mountain for all these days.

Heavenly Parasol Ancestor himself had no interest in such trivial affairs. But that old worm had just provoked him. His promising disciple Azure Luan might not have followed the great tribulation's course, but after years of cultivation on Heavenly Parasol Mountain, he had already gained a firm foothold in the Immortal Court and built himself a sterling reputation. Receiving a third-rank official post in the future was as certain as a nail driven into a board.

When that time came, heaven and earth could watch over one another, leaving Heavenly Parasol Mountain a path of retreat as well.

But such an excellent disciple had been handed to Void Mountain as a stepping stone and slaughtered. Afterwards, there had not even been an explanation.

So Heavenly Parasol Ancestor could not be blamed for disregarding the fellowship of their sect.

Heh. If that