A Hunt?
News spread out across the Pill Pavillion Mountain about how the wastrel of the sect had actually broken through to the Saint Realm!
This came as a shock to many, as they had watched this fallen genius waste his life for the past few years. Many disciples then recalled the tension between the Shining Son of the Profound Astral Sect and Crixus, and they wondered how things would play out from here on out.
Back in the Pill Pavilion Mountain, Elder Baldwin waved his hand as the cultivation abode they were in closed and granted them privacy, his face going up and down as he looked proudly at his son.
"Good, good, good!"
Words full of pride came out as he saw the milky white light gradually stabilize, Crixus opening his eyes and showing elation on his face.
"Father!"