"Excellent."
Lin Xian smiled knowingly, then issued a decree summoning the Wind Family princess, Fenghuang, from seclusion. At the very heart of the Wind Family Divine Island, a cave abode opened, and a woman wearing a five-colored mask slowly rose. Divine radiance swirled around her, Saint laws cascading down like a goddess descending to earth, her beauty beyond compare.
A Saint so young counted as a prodigy even on the Emperor Path. She had hopes of reaching the Great Saint Realm someday and ruling a star domain.
"Why has the junior ancestor summoned me?"
A trace of puzzlement surfaced in Fenghuang's clear, beautiful eyes. She had spent several years in seclusion, her mind fixed on nothing else, and knew nothing of the outside world. Still, she dared not delay. With a single step, she crossed the Wind Family's ten thousand layers of restrictions and arrived outside the immortal pavilion.
Two people came into view. One was the Wind Family's Emperor's Son, Lin Xian. The other possessed an extraordinary bearing, unlike any ordinary person, but she had never met him before.
Fenghuang drew a deep breath, stepped forward, and dipped in a bow. "Fenghuang pays her respects to the junior ancestor and greets this fellow Dao-senior."
Old Golden Crow had begun his second lifetime and looked very young. Like a great sun newly risen, he was warm and brimming with vitality, nothing like a gloomy old monster. He shone as brilliantly as a prodigy of the present age.
But he sat as Lin Xian's equal, and she could not discern his cultivation. At the very least, he had to be in the Great Saint Realm. That made Fenghuang cautious. She dared not call him a fellow Daoist, addressing him only as senior.
Di Jun raised his eyelids slightly, casting an indifferent