A Surprise for Subhuti

Ji Ning passed through the spatial vortex. A massive, levitating mountain suddenly appeared before his eyes – Mount Innerheart.

"Uncle-master."

"Uncle-master."

"Grand uncle-master."

Ning occasionally exchanged a few words with familiar faces as he walked up Mount Innerheart. Eventually, he reached Subhuti's Daoist temple. The two novices at the entrance, Clearwater and Whiteriver, didn't move to stop him. Clearly, they had already received instructions from the Old Patriarch.

Ning entered the Daoist monastery, then saw his master Subhuti seated in the lotus position in the distance.

"Master." Ning bowed respectfully.

"What is it?" Subhuti looked towards Ning.