The tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable finality.
Upon hearing this, the Five Treasure Taoist's heart sank heavily, and an indescribable melancholy surged up, permeating his entire being. He had long anticipated this day would come, but when it truly arrived, he still felt a sense of emptiness, as if losing the most vital support.
He longed to speak, to ask Lu Qing to take him along, even if it meant being a servant pouring tea and water, even if it meant following behind forever, he would be wholeheartedly willing.
He was already weary of the intrigues and schemes of the Heavenly Origin Great World, this homeland that birthed and raised him, had long become a place of heartbreak.
The humiliation of the Heavenly Prison, the betrayal of fellow disciples, the misunderstanding of the world, had long worn away his last trace of attachment to this place.
But the words, when they came to his lips, he swallowed them back down.
