He tightly clutched True Master Yu Ding's sleeve, as if holding onto a lifeline.
True Master Yu Ding looked at him, a gentle smile on his face, attempting to reassure him.
"They are all well. I have already calculated it for you."
He slowly replied.
"They have each found their own destinies, just like you. You can rest assured about that."
Hearing this news, the heart of Yang Jian, which had been hanging heavy, eased greatly.
He let out a long, long sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed accordingly.
He cautiously asked again, "Master, the destinies you speak of, are they, like me, entering the Immortal Sect?"
True Master Yu Ding nodded with a smile, a flicker of inscrutable light in his eyes.
"Perhaps, their fates are even better than yours!"
These were not just words of comfort.
His elder brother, Yang Jiao, traveled eastward, ultimately reaching the boundless East Sea.
