"Handle Jiang Xin Kui's matter yourselves."
Zu Shou had slowly closed his eyes, about to merge with the void of deep space, yet he left behind one last sentence. "Ji Xiu, I have never seen the vast splendor of the Three Thousand Great Worlds."
"But I imagine the territories there must be immense, so vast that even immortals might not be able to traverse them all. After all, you once said that since your birth until now, you had not yet crossed every Heavenly Domain of the Boundless Great World."
"Senior..." Jiang Ji Xiu was unexpectedly moved.
"Hehe, it seems the Great Age truly is boundless, surely much, much larger than a Small Realm. I can no longer imagine it." Beneath Zu Shou's savage, sinister face hung a faint smile.
"You..." Jiang Ji Xiu hesitated, his expression incomparably complicated.
"Why must your gaze remain fixed solely upon the Five Elements Dao Ancestor? The immortal path is vast, the Great Dao endless. Beyond Chen Xun, there are still far too many places you should look toward. Just like that Immortal Spirit Qi—it, too, stirred a little excitement within me."
Zu Shou lightly raised his head. "Then let him live out the rest of his days in peace. Do not disturb him again. I remember that when he left his homeland and entered the Realm Battlefield, it seemed he merely wanted to find a way out for his hometown."
"Senior!" Jiang Ji Xiu's expression changed drastically. He actually lowered his gaze and offered a cupped-fist salute.
"Remember Jiuxiao... hehe, back then, it seemed he only wanted to bring some coarse grain back to his fellow villagers. His grand ambition, as I recall... seemed to be nothing more than letting his villagers eat two meals a day."
"This junior... understands!" Jiang Ji Xiu