When Yang Chan heard that her children had not even finished growing complete physical bodies, yet the Great Heavenly Venerable was already considering granting them titles and promotions, she immediately protested.
"Maternal Uncle, please don't promote them any further."
"They're already Star Lords before they've even been born. If you promote them again, who knows what stories the Immortals outside will spin behind our backs?"
At this, Yang Chan paused, then added with perfect nonchalance, "If you ask me, some minor Third Rank office will do. That will spare them the winds that batter a towering tree."
Just listen to that. Such was the confidence of the very pinnacle of the Immortal Second Generation.
A minor Third Rank office?
The Heavenly Court had a strict hierarchy. Countless Immortal Officials worked diligently every day, treading as though on thin ice, without ever reaching the threshold of a proper immortal office. A full Third Rank Immortal Official was a high-ranking officer who could command an entire department.
Yet on Yang Chan's lips, it had become some trifling little post meant to avoid suspicion and keep a low profile?
And when the Great Heavenly Venerable heard such words, he found nothing remotely amiss. Instead, he wholeheartedly agreed, his face brimming with gratification.
"Chan'er is absolutely right."
"It comforts me greatly that you can remain neither arrogant nor impatient. Indeed, now that you've become a mother, your temperament has grown much more mature and steady."
"Ha ha! Good!"
The Great Heavenly Venerable stroked the beard beneath his chin, his face filled with the proud appreciation of a man whose family's little girl had finally grown up.
After some thought, the Great Heavenly Venerable added, "Jade must be carved before it can become a fine piece. Good, good, good. Your uncle promises you that once