Dragon Head Peak, Enlightenment Cliff, Heartbreak Cave Mansion.
"Master, may your disciple ask a favor of you?" Jiang Yuan looked at the immortal-looking Daoist before him and fell to his knees with a THUD.
"Yuan'er, you..." True Master Ziyun's voice trembled. "You finally deign to call me Master!"
In that instant, emotions surged through True Master Ziyun. Having cultivated for three hundred years, his heart, usually as tranquil as a mirror lake, was now overcome, and old tears streamed down his face.
"For years, your disciple intentionally isolated himself and severed ties with the sect. It was a necessary measure!" Jiang Yuan's eyes also welled with tears, his sincerity palpable. "As Master can see, your disciple has been preparing on this Enlightenment Cliff for sixty years. After your disciple accomplishes a great task, I will explain everything to you!"
"A great task? Is it related to Ye Chen, the new disciple you often ask about?" True Master Ziyun inquired.
