Granny Linghua sighed, "I'm afraid I have no hope of becoming a Golden Immortal in this lifetime."
"Sect Leader!"
Li Dazhi furrowed his brows and stepped forward, at a loss for what to say.
"What's the rush to break through!"
Yun Mo opened his eyes, which held a hint of joy, and said slowly, "Dazhi, my junior brother, you're back... In truth, I should be calling you Uncle Master... May I have a word with you alone?"
Daoist Kongming sighed and waved his hand.
The three Golden Immortals of the Wanyun Sect left the cottage, but Li Ping'an said, "Sect Leader, may I stay behind?"
"You should not refer to yourself as... disciple..."
Yun Mo coughed several times, looking at Li Ping'an's handsome face with a bit more relief in his eyes.
He said, "Right after I left seclusion, cough cough, I heard that you became a high official of the Eastern Alliance, a trusted minister by both the Holy Mother and His Majesty..."