Xu Changxing forcibly suppressed the urge to make a sarcastic remark and said with a hint of delight:
"Thank you for telling me this, Fellow Daoist Yan.
"I had always thought I would never again see the person who drew down that Tribulation Lightning.
"Now it seems I may yet have a chance to thank him in person."
Yan Guyin first nodded, then shook his head and said:
"Since such a prodigy survived, he will most likely make quite a name for himself in the future.
"But when that time comes, it may not be as easy as you imagine for Golden Immortals like us to meet him."
Xu Changxing paused again. "What do you mean?"
Yan Guyin said gravely, "A prodigy capable of surviving such terrifying Tribulation Lightning might well be a direct disciple of some hidden sect.
"Once someone like that breaks through, he is bound to soar into the heavens.
"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will surely Attain the Dao of Taiyi within ten thousand years.
"Given a hundred thousand years, he might even contend for the rank of Daluo!
"Yet for ordinary Golden Immortals like us, it is uncertain whether we could Attain the Dao of Taiyi even in a hundred thousand years.
"By then, the difference in status between us and that prodigy will be like heaven and earth.
"Naturally, securing an audience will not be so easy."
Xu Changxing let a look of realization appear on his face at the appropriate moment and said:
"I hadn't considered that there would be such complications.
"Thank you for enlightening me, Fellow Daoist Yan."
Yan Guyin waved a hand. "There is no need to be so polite.
"You have always been an idle cloud and a wild crane, roaming free, and have never dealt with the prodigies