"Why was Old Golden Crow here?"
Lin Xian's first reaction was puzzlement. Then his expression turned solemn as he realized someone might have leaked the news. He immediately said in a low voice, "What a coincidence. He certainly picked his moment. Go and invite His Majesty Di Jun in."
"I obey the Immortal Venerable's decree."
The Holy Master of the Wind Family bowed his head. His blood and vitality surged vigorously. Over the years, he had broken through the barrier of severing the Dao and become a Half-Saint.
He was no exceptional prodigy. Reaching this level was already the result of Fuxi's protection and the Heavenly Court's care. His daughter Phoenix, however, had become a Saint early on. She was praised as having the potential to found a great teaching, attain the great saint realm, and one day reign supreme over a region.
But without becoming a quasi-emperor, one was ultimately useless in the eyes of a Supreme Being, no different from an ordinary mortal.
"Talent has withered away. Even Fuxi's divine blood has grown thin with the passing years..."
Lin Xian shook his head. If not for his emergence, the Wind Family would be no different from an ordinary holy land or noble family. If Yaoguang was a disgrace to a Great Emperor's Dao Lineage, the Wind Family had already fallen out of that category entirely.
Never mind an Emperor's Son-even a single imperial grandson could rely on his ancestor's Great Dao to secure a place in the quasi-emperor realm and shine brilliantly for tens of thousands of years.
A Great Emperor's attainment of the Dao was not merely one person's achievement. It bestowed blessings upon an entire race, winning the favor of the great universe.
"Hahaha... Brother Immortal Venerable, Di Jun has come to visit!"
A moment later,