Hou Niao crossed the White Poplar Forest and headed north.
On this journey, he would assume the role of a parent traveling a thousand miles to visit family. He just did not know whether Xintong would forgive him.
She was no longer a child, either, but a grown woman in her twenties. By the traditions of the Brocade Continent, women her age generally already had several children.
He felt somewhat apprehensive. To be honest, he was very uncomfortable with such an identity and did not know whether he could play the role well.
He could grasp what Daoist Xi meant from her words. Even though he had long since let it go, Xintong might not have.
If he could help this child, he was willing to make the trip.
Amid the boundless sea of people, karma intertwined; of the dozens of people in the White Poplar Forest, only one had survived. That was fate, and it was also his repayment for not having been calm enough in his youth.
The Wei Kingdom was also a major kingdom in the southwest. Its tradition was that of the Taihao Supreme Sect, generally called Wei Sect Taihao. Of course, some mischievous souls had also given it a rather irreverent name: Wei Tai Tai.
It poked fun at the two instances of "Tai" in the Wei Sect's full name.
Wei Sect Taihao was a very unusual presence in the southwestern cultivation world. Well, in fact, it was among the more unconventional traditions in the cultivation world of the entire Brocade Continent.
What made their conduct unusual was that they never took sides lightly. Of course, this could also be understood as being skilled at sitting on the fence. Their tradition aligned closely with the Daoist Sect, yet throughout history they had always seemed