Wen Tai took An Yun back to the island where the Holy Domain was located and requested an audience with the Lord of the Holy Domain.
Yet the gates of the Holy Domain did not open at all.
How could Shadow have imagined that the person she had just sent out would be crippled and sent back?
In truth, An Yun could only be blamed for his bad luck.
If An Yun had gone elsewhere, not necessarily would anyone have dared to make a move against him, let alone cripple him—very few people could have done that.
Who could have expected him to encounter a freak, a monster raised to be utterly lawless?
Wen Tai waited several days and found that the gates of the Holy Domain still had not opened. He could only say to An Yun, "I can only hire someone to look after you. I need to hurry and handle my own matters."
Having brought An Yun back to where the gates of the Holy Domain stood, he had already done all that duty and kindness required.
Though An Yun was unwilling, he had no other choice.
When Wen Tai hired someone to care for An Yun, quite a few Dao Integration Realm cultivators actually eagerly volunteered, willing to tend to the utterly crippled An Yun.
Because in everyone else's eyes, An Yun belonged to the Holy Domain.
Helping An Yun meant currying favor with the Holy Domain.
When the Holy Domain opened its gates next time, would they not have a chance to become one of the destined?
Seeing this situation, Wen Tai felt much more at ease.
He hurried off to search for destined people.
He had already wasted nearly a year. If he did not seize the time now, it might be too late.