The figure shrouded in black qi fell silent, leaving the top of the high tower in absolute stillness.
For Lin Chuan—or rather, Xuan Xiao, to be precise—Xuan Mo had long since regarded him as his own child. The name had been chosen by Xuan Mo himself, a wish that one day the boy would soar into the highest heavens and tread upon the azure clouds. In Xuan Mo's eyes, whether it was Lin Chuan or Xuan Xiao, they were both his children.
Standing on the first step at the foot of Moyin Mountain, Lin Chuan listened to the echoes of Xuan Mo's words in his ears, a look of resolute determination flashing in his eyes. He felt a deep aversion to this Moyin Mountain, and from this moment on, he held no more respect for the Moyin Tianzun.
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