Zhuang Qing remained silent, his expression calm, taking a deep breath.
Memories of the past flashed vividly before his eyes, eventually settling on the face of an infant.
Hui'er, your father made mistakes, but your birth was never one of them. On the contrary, you gave me the meaning of life.
For ninety years, I made you the Sect Leader of the Spirit Talisman Sect, leading you through battles and rebellions, and now handing the Spirit Talisman Sect over to Lu Qian.
This is all for your future, and I hope you understand your father's earnest intentions.
Zhuang Qing gently stirred his Dantian, a grand aura rising up, freezing Master Yeguang's initial disdain on his face.
Hui'er, this Blood Spirit Ancestral Talisman was planted in my Dantian when you were born to safeguard your path of cultivation one day. Today, that day has finally come.
A Blood Talisman hovered above his Dantian Spirit Flower, something Zhuang Qing never used, no matter the danger or urgency in the past.
