Xuan Songzi had only said that in passing. Hearing Xiao Hua's words, he could only answer helplessly, "Therefore, this poor Daoist can only first take the path of the Scattered Nascent Soul. When there is an opportunity in the future... I will consider possession again!"
"Since there is a road, there must be an end. Fellow Daoist Xuan Song, if you cultivate as a Scattered Nascent Soul or Scattered Immortal, then no matter how countless the hardships, this Xiao will absolutely support you!" Xiao Hua said word by word as he looked at Xuan Songzi. "But if it is possession, this Xiao may not..."
Having said this, Xiao Hua did not continue. He believed Xuan Songzi understood his meaning.
Xuan Songzi did not know where Xiao Hua's confidence came from, yet an inexplicable emotion welled up within him. He cupped his hands and said, "This poor Daoist does not dare hope for the future. I only wish to first overcome the present crisis."
"Indeed. Take one step and speak of one step; there is no need to worry too much about the future." Xiao Hua knew Xuan Songzi was in poor spirits and could not offer much comfort, so he merely spoke casually.
Who would have thought that Xuan Songzi would say seriously, "True Person Xiao, you do not know this, but all of this is heaven's will!"
"Heaven's will?" Xiao Hua froze, thoroughly baffled.
"As early as... six hundred years ago..." Xuan Songzi's voice became weathered as he spoke. His gaze fell upon the clouds before the flying carriage, as though recalling the past. "This poor Daoist had only just entered the Golden Core stage. In order to find a suitable cultivation method, this poor Daoist ambushed and killed quite a few... Daoist sect cultivators! In the end, I