After giving it a little thought, Song Yan spoke.
"This disciple's First-Grade Core Formation was a stroke of heaven-sent fortune, hardly worth mentioning."
Song Yan said, "In this disciple's humble opinion, we cultivators need not deliberately clamor for attention."
"Fellow Daoist Su of the Taiyi Sect took the opportunity of the Daoyuan Mountain Pure Discussion Assembly to invite the attending fellow Daoists to share in the celebration. That was naturally a fine thing." "But if we mobilize everyone at this juncture and invite congratulations from all corners of the world, we can hardly avoid the suspicion of competing for prestige, and would only put our fellow Daoists from the various sects to more trouble traveling."
"Better to close our doors, gather our elders and fellow disciples, and report to the Patriarch. That would suffice."
Song Yan considered himself a relatively low-key person. Too grand a spectacle would be an uncomfortable fuss.
"Why not..."
He shifted his tone, a distinctly joking note in his words.
"If one day I am fortunate enough to form a Nascent Soul, it will not be too late to announce it to the world and invite our fellow cultivators of the Central Region to celebrate."
Hearing the opening remarks, Pei Tu chuckled inwardly. If a First-Rank Golden Core was hardly worth mentioning, what was?
Yet as he listened to Song Yan's subsequent words, he nodded slightly.
Many of those concerns had also been raised by the elders of Xuanyuan Terrace.
He was quite pleased with what Song Yan had said.
Despite possessing a First-Rank Golden Core, he was neither proud nor boastful, and his aspirations reached far.
Our Jun Mountain shall flourish!
He gave a meaningful nod. "I will report what you said today to the sect master and the elders."
"As for the particulars, Martial