Spring, summer, autumn, winter; flowers bloomed and fell, while the long river flowed east.
He sat alone in the Immortal Tomb Cluster for several years.
In the end, Chen Xun calmly cooked himself a meal before leaving.
As for regret, grief, indignation, and loneliness—
He felt none of those things. He had long grown accustomed to the solitude of the years. Besides, without Black Duck constantly chattering and stomping about beside his ear, there was a different kind of peace.
Today, the sunlight was brilliant, and warm breezes flowed between heaven and earth.
Chen Xun walked with his head lowered along the mountain path, seriously humming a little tune.
"Disciple pays respects to Ancestor Futian!"
Suddenly.
A voice brimming with delight called out to Chen Xun. It belonged to a young female disciple, heroic between the brows and dressed with effortless flair.
Chen Xun paused slightly, looked up at her, and smiled. "What is your name?"
Within the Fushi Sect,
he was not like he had been in the Five Aggregates Sect, where he knew every disciple's name, even those of the spirit beasts and ferocious beasts.
The young woman's cheeks flushed faintly, betraying the excitement in her heart.
Delight shone in her eyes as she hurriedly lowered her head and replied, "Reporting to Ancestor, this disciple is Mo Yi of Seven Radiance Mountain!"
Understanding dawned in Chen Xun's eyes. He slowly passed by her, his smile deepening. "So you are a descendant of an old friend. No wonder you carry something of their bearing. Hehe, excellent, excellent."
Dao Power accompanied those immortal notes. Mo Yi's body trembled, and she unexpectedly fell into a state of enlightenment.
This Mo Yi was a descendant of Mo Ruoxiao, the Revered One of Primordial Embrace Cave from the Mo Clan of Seven Radiance