"That truly is an old friend's aura. What a surprise. I never heard of her taking a disciple, yet she took a godson instead."
The White-Clothed Man chuckled, giving Lin Fan a meaningful, interested look. There was no suspicion in it, however. Some things could not be faked.
"Is my fellow Daoist, the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit, well?"
"Not very. Willow Mom was ambushed by three Immortal Kings from the Immortal Domain. She severed her past and underwent nirvana to be reborn," Lin Fan answered truthfully.
Thinking back on it now, he felt he had acted in a moment of hotheadedness. Once the Willow Deity left, that karmic burden would fall to him.
Those three Immortal Kings from the Immortal Domain would come for him someday, just as they had targeted Shi Hao in the original timeline, nearly killing him as he was about to become an Immortal King.
"This realm suffered a crushing defeat back then. In the end, the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit, its sole survivor, did not fall to the Foreign Realm, but was stabbed in the back by allies instead." The White-Clothed Man sighed.
"That debt will be settled one day," Lin Fan said indignantly. If he could not beat them, he would build his strength. At worst, he could send his little brother up to take the blows. The fellow was hard to kill anyway.
Shi Hao: You really are my dear big brother!
"With the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit's gifts, I imagine it will not take her long to regain her peak. Perhaps she may even surpass it."
The White-Clothed Man's voice was gentle and full of confidence. The Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit was a willow tree, after all, whose greatest strengths were life and nirvana. As long as a single breath remained, she could recover.
"Ahem, since