Zheng Wenlong stared at the wall silently. He was at a huge turning point in his life. What he decided would determine his future.

“Have him wait a bit. I will quickly go to see him,” said Zheng Wenlong finally, seeming to have made his determination.

“Yes.” The attendant left.

Zheng Wenlong slowly stood until he was right in front of the wall. He pressed down on a protrusion on the wall.

The wall slowly opened, revealing a large room. This room had a circular curtain of light constantly revolving.

Zheng Wenlong walked up in front of the curtain of light. He stood there for a long moment before finally reaching out into it.

Fluctuations came from the light, and a figure appeared. Zheng Wenlong respectfully knelt on the ground.

“Disciple Zheng Wenlong greets sect master.”

The figure inside the curtain was an elder sitting cross-legged. He had white hair but a rosy face like a baby. He slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes looked old and a bit turbid. However, they were extremely peaceful, as if he wasn’t the master of a sect, but a kind elder.

This seemingly ordinary...