Duties Within One's Post

Tiger Chasing Imperial Capital, Chongtian City, Archives.

Ever since Zou Zhongyi returned from the Yang Family, most of his worry for Yang Yuanliu had been swept away.

According to the information He Shenglai and Shen Yue had gathered, neither he nor the Yang Family should face the calamity of extermination.

"That's good, that's good indeed..."

Zou Zhongyi stirred his true essence and sorted through the various historical materials piled before him like mountains.

Of these vast historical records concerning ancient cultivators, more than half had been brought out of the Starlight Realm on Twilight Ancient Path by him and Yang Yuanliu all those years ago.

The old cultivator's movements always came in fits and starts. Whenever he paused, he could not help glancing toward a small square table in the room.

Back when Yang Yuanliu worked at the Archives, he had always been diligent and eager to learn. After completing his daily duties, he would often sit at that table and read all kinds of historical books, reading through the entire night at a stretch.

At first, Zou Zhongyi had thought he was merely putting on a show. But as time passed, he discovered that the young man truly possessed a talent for this path and was genuinely willing to delve deep into it.

Afterward, he often offered Yang Yuanliu guidance and answered his questions. On many occasions, he also imparted to him the insights and realizations he had gained over his years of cultivating the Dao, practically nurturing him as the inheritor of his own lineage.

After all these years of teaching and passing down the Dao, though the two had no master-disciple title, they had the reality of a master-disciple bond.

Thus, upon learning that Yang Yuanliu's life was not in danger, Zou Zhongyi had felt genuinely relieved.