A hundred years had passed, and Xuan Yu still hadn't returned to the temperament of his youth, perhaps truly having grown up, or maybe influenced by his past life.
The human heart is ever-changing, but there is no need to dwell on it!
Ling Weizi said, "This time I have called you back for two reasons: one is that I am about to die and wish for you to see me off; the other is concerning the Immortal Register. It's best that you go earlier to the Earth God to record your name."
"Passing it on to a disciple?"
Zhou Yi said with surprise, "What about Senior Sister?"
Ling Weizi gently stroked his long beard, proudly saying, "You lazy scoundrel with no ambition, how can you compare to Xuan Yu? She, with her first-rank status in the Daoist Academy, not only secured a place in the Immortal Register but also attained a divine position!"
"Congratulations to Senior Sister."