Dao Lord Tianming

The next day.

Luo Chen emerged from the pavilion and looked at the monkey, who had cultivated diligently through the night. He was quite satisfied.

Though this monkey was lively and untamed, his nature unchanged, his heart was steadfast in the pursuit of the Dao. Luo Chen had no need to worry about his cultivation.

Once all the disciples in the valley had awakened, Luo Chen handed this year's spiritual herb seeds to Old Turtle and gave him a few instructions.

Just as he was preparing to leave, the monkey somehow darted to his side and asked curiously, "Master, where do you usually go when you aren't in the Medicine Valley?"

There was a cautious hint of probing in his question.

"What, do you find the Medicine Valley too small and want to see the world outside?"

Luo Chen glanced at him and directly exposed his little thoughts.

Longing filled the monkey's eyes as he stared straight at his master and nodded repeatedly.

The Medicine Valley lacked no resources, but being confined to this tiny patch of space every day, dealing with only a few fellow disciples, was far too dull.

After considering it carefully, Luo Chen nodded and agreed. "Very well. You have been under my tutelage for over twenty years, yet you have never met your two senior brothers. Come back with me today."

"Thank you, Master."

The monkey was overjoyed and followed closely at Luo Chen's side.

Before the gazes of all the disciples, the two vanished from where they stood.

Starfall Ancient Realm.

The moon set and the sun rose, while the river of stars flowed on.

On Pill Cauldron Island, pill flames between the peaks burned day and night. Every day, tens of thousands of medicinal pills were refined and distributed to the other star