As the saying goes: secrecy leads to success. That Xu Erniu is too young to control her emotions. If I reveal the truth to Xu Erniu and she is noticed by the Ancestral Master of Longevity, it could spell disaster.
Xu Erniu dragged Zhang Chen to the front courtyard. By then, all the disciples were already lined up in formation, preparing a welcoming spectacle at the mountain gate.
From afar, one could see colorful lights floating and figures surrounded by divine light descending from the horizon, prompting the Ancestral Master to hastily go forth to greet them.
"Who are those people?" Zhang Chen and Xu Erniu were at the back of the queue, their eyes scanning the figures conversing jovially with the Longevity Ancestor. Zhang Chen asked Xu Erniu quietly.
Xu Erniu shook her head, her face puzzled, and tugged at the sleeve of a fellow disciple beside her: "Senior brother, do you know who those people are?"
The disciple remained focused, his lips moving slightly as he whispered:
