The smile on Xuanjizi's face vanished completely as he gazed deeply at Chen Fan.
Rejected!
He had been rejected!!
A dignified Profound Immortal had been rejected by a mere Qi Refining junior!!!
He fell silent for a moment. His mountain-and-sea-like pressure receded soundlessly like the tide, and the surrounding grass and trees swayed once more as the wind began to flow again.
"This old man has lived for several million years and seen countless prodigies. Some clung to life and feared death, some forsook righteousness for profit, and some wavered from side to side..."
"But one like you, whose Dao Heart remains as firm as a boulder and whose conviction is pure and unblemished before such temptation, is indeed rare."
Xuanjizi sighed softly and shook his head.
"What a pity, what a pity!"
"With your peerless talent, you have chosen such a perilous road, strewn with thorns and with an uncertain future."
"Do you know that in the Immortal Realm, without backing, one cannot take a single step?"
"Forget it. So be it. Every man has his own aspirations; they cannot be forced."
He gave Chen Fan a deep look, then glanced at the Heavenly Dao Stele, as though he wished to commit all of it to memory.
Xuanjizi's figure began to blur, and his voice seemed to come from a distant place.
"If you encounter difficulties in this Immortal Domain someday... perhaps we shall meet again."
As his words fell, his figure dispersed from where he stood like a bubble, as though he had never appeared at all.
Only a faint, barely perceptible mysterious aura lingering in the air proved that what had just happened was no illusion.
Chen Fan stood where he was and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. Yet at this moment, his eyes shone