In the early morning, Xia Liu walked out from the Dao Master's Traveling Palace.
Every Dao Life he encountered greeted Xia Liu with great politeness.
It felt like a dream.
His original intention was simply to honor the Dao Primordial long ago.
Yet unexpectedly, he himself became the Dao Master.
Moreover, the cultivators inside the Dao Primordial had no objections at all.
This made him smile wryly.
The position of Dao Master, the highest power in the Kunwu Realm, was achieved so easily.
Just when Xia Liu wanted to go to the square to check on the assessment of the potential disciples.
He encountered two familiar faces.
It was Yan Wushuang and Murong Nan.
"Dao Master!"
Upon seeing Xia Liu, the two immediately folded their fists and bowed, appearing extremely respectful.
"Have you already joined the Supreme Palace?"
Seeing their attire, Xia Liu smiled slightly.
"Yes! We will always follow the Dao Master!"
After being saved by Xia Liu multiple times.
