The heavenly wind that swept over the summit of Luofu Immortal Mountain had been filtered through layer upon layer of clouds, making it so pleasant it took one's breath away.
But Gou Daoren's feelings at that moment were too complicated to put into words.
He listened silently to Xuanming's gentle, lingering tone, the corners of his eyes twitching uncontrollably.
Seeing the depth of feeling in his dear disciple's eyes, he remained silent for a long time before finally sighing.
"Xuanming'er, if he comes, bring him to meet me!"
"All right, Master."
"Ah, back when you returned to Luofu Immortal Mountain with that big belly, I knew this day would come. I never imagined he would arrive so soon."
Gou Daoren looked at Jiang Yang in the Flowing Light Water Mirror and spoke with something close to admiration.
There was admiration for the rapid growth of Jiang Yang's strength, but also nostalgia for the journey of the Divine Clan Civilization, likewise a civilization from Earth, which had now stepped beyond Earth Space-Time and ventured into the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens.
This was something the Immortal Clan Civilization had experienced too.
Beneath the immortal pine, Xuanming smiled faintly. Seeing through Gou Daoren's expression, she comforted him.
"Master, Jiang Yang is someone like the Dao Ancestor!"
"You once said you regretted not having latched onto the Dao Ancestor's thigh. Now that Jiang Yang is here, you have another chance!"
Gou Daoren's face instantly darkened, and he snapped like someone whose tail had been stepped on.
"Xuanming'er, don't talk nonsense! Is that the sort of person your master is in your eyes? Back then, I merely wanted to become his disciple. But the venerable Dao Ancestor believed my Dao had a bright future of its own, one he couldn't teach, so he refused