The fortuitous encounter you mentioned was this?!
At that instant, Daoist Chonghe felt as though he were caught in a dream. He felt that he and Lin Xian ought to switch places, letting Lin Xian sit inside the Hall of Morality beneath the Heavenly Venerable's statue—because he truly had someone backing him!
In the world today, most Daoist sects revered the Three Pure Ones, but not a single sect dared claim to be their direct lineage. The Pure Yang Sect could claim a connection to the Daoist Heavenly Venerable, but it had never dared say that its founding patriarch was the Supreme Old Lord.
The Pure Yang Sect's founding patriarch had not truly been a disciple of the Daoist Heavenly Venerable. He had merely received Pure Yangzi's legacy, while Pure Yangzi, an incarnation of the Azure Emperor, had once entered the Daoist Heavenly Venerable's tutelage. He was the genuine disciple of the Heavenly Venerable.
There were at least three layers of separation between them!
Rather than calling the Pure Yang Sect the Heavenly Venerable's lineage, it would be more accurate to call it the Azure Emperor's legacy.
"I would not dare lie before the Heavenly Venerable. If you do not believe me, Patriarch, you may offer me a little guidance."
Smiling, Lin Xian slowly extended a palm. It was steeped in primordial chaos and held the essence of indestructibility. His inner world resonated, his nine apertures united, his Dao Palace became his inner landscape, and his Four Extremes propped open heaven and earth. A great dragon stirred, eager to leap.
The three flowers above his head faced the northern celestial palace; the five energies within his chest reached through the southern seas. The path of the outer landscape was precisely the path of condensing a dharma body and becoming an