บท 250: Changing Snow

Ten years had passed since he last felt his domain. Wang Lin had lived on this street for more than 30 years. He had turned old. His hair was all white and there were deep wrinkles on his forehead.

Da Niu’s mother died from grief seven years ago. At this point, Da Niu was managing the ironworks shop himself and, like his father before him, he supported his family, loved his wife, and constantly taught his growing son his trade so that his son may one day take over the shop.

This scene was almost exactly the same as when Wang Lin first arrived, only the people had changed.

But this scene didn’t last long. Three years ago, Da Niu’s son, named Xiao Niu, caught the eyes of a wandering cultivator form the White Cloud Sect and was taken back as a disciple.

That year, the wandering cultivator also gave him a name, Wen Zhuo.

Da Niu was very proud that his own son was going to become an immortal. He would tell anyone he could find, and soon, everyone on the street knew.