Gongsun Shouyue sat at the center. Looking at the countless cultivators gathered, he smiled.
"It's good to be young. I can't help but think back to the days when we were hot-blooded like them!"
"What a pity! In the blink of an eye, several hundred years have passed, and there aren't many of our fellow peers left."
"I have always wondered if the older generation would be able to pass down the inheritance of the Great Wilderness Divine sect to the younger generation successfully, but seeing that the young cultivators of the various peaks are all talents, I can finally rest assured."
Hearing Gongsun Shouyue's words, the other chiefs were confused.
"Senior Brother Gongsun, why have you become so sentimental? This isn't like the usual you!" Gao Shun asked doubtfully.
"Hahaha! People will eventually grow old, and there are some things that we older folks have to think about."
Gongsun Shouyue smiled.