After hearing Nangong Jinghe's answer, Chen Yang did not press further. Instead, he turned to Luo Qianchou, who stood beside him.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, you dared to cast aside a lifetime of cultivation, abandon everything you had gained and achieved, and descend to the Lower Realm to walk your Dao Path anew. I admire you greatly. When no one else is around, let us simply address each other as fellow Daoists."
Chen Yang held this Dao Academy patriarch, who had relinquished his Treading Void cultivation to start over in the Lower Realm, in great respect.
As a cultivator himself, he understood just how hard-won Luo Qianchou's former Treading Void cultivation had been.
After all, Luo had not merely ascended to Treading Void. Upon reaching the summit of the Three Realms of Enlightenment, he had continued climbing, coming within a hair's breadth of the higher truths of the Immortal Dao.
Yet even then, with three hundred years of life remaining to continue his pursuit, Luo Qianchou had resolutely chosen to give up everything he possessed.
His cultivation realm, his achievements on the Dao Path, every honor and disgrace of his life—he had cast them all behind him, seeking only that sliver of hope that might allow him to accomplish the great feat of ascending to immortality.
He must have spent a long time weighing the decision before finally acting on it, and the struggle within him could hardly have been anything but fierce.
It was through that struggle with his own conflicting desires that his resolve to seek the Dao had grown ever firmer.
Once he had made up his mind, Nangong Jinghe's unauthorized descent to the Lower Realm became an opportunity that could not have come at a better time.
Honestly, if Chen Yang were to reach Treading Void in