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Xue Zhengyong pondered for a while before saying, "But I feel that Meng-er isn't wrong, I actually spoke to Yuheng before about finding a cultivation partner."

"Ah?" Xue Meng was stunned, "Dad, you spoke to Shizun about this? He didn't get mad at you?"

"He did." Xue Zhengyong smiled wryly, "He threw me out."

Mdm Wang : "......"

Xue Meng laughed loudly. "I knew it, my Shizun is a celestial to his core, he's not a god but is more like one than a god. Someone like him would have cut off all worldly desires long ago, what would he want a cultivation partner for?"

Xue Zhengyong sighed and was obviously still reluctant to accept it. He was about to continue debating his son on the topic, when suddenly Mdm Wang covered her mouth with her sleeve and whispered, "Husband, stop talking, Elder Yuheng is here."

In the lingering morning mist, Chu Wan Ning stepped on the damp stones as he slowly walked over, his sleeves swaying.

He was wearing a two-piece robe. It was a stately moon-white color, with golden silk embroidered in the hem. As he walked, the gold thread seemed to subtly flow in the sunlight. His hair was held up by a single white-jade hairstick, with a red gem carved in the shape of a plum flower adorning the end. His entire countenance was of simplicity tinged with gravity, an aloofness within his coldness.

At that moment, Xue Zhengyong suddenly felt a little helpless, his mouth opened, then closed.

He thought, perhaps Xue Meng was right.

This kind of person, what kind of woman would be able to stand by his side without being swallowed by his light, without being buried by his presence?

The god walked into the mortal realm, came to a stop in front of the mountain gate, and looked at Xue Zhengyong while frowning.

"Respected leader."

"Haha, Yuheng, the clothes suit you."

Chu Wan Ning lifted his hand, and an extremely complex looking accessory dangled in mid-air. He said, "This accessory that was sent together with the robes, it seems to be different from normal."

"Ah, that is made using the string art of An Lin, what about it?"

The godly daozhang who was far out of the reach of others, slightly wrinkled his brow, and said, "It's too difficult, I don't know how to tie it, could respected leader teach me."

Xue Zhengyong : "......"

After teaching Chu Wan Ning three times, he still could not do it, finally giving up. Xue Meng couldn't look on any longer and volunteered to assist his Shizun with it, and completed it quickly. Chu Wan Ning looked at it and was somewhat surprised, praising, "Not bad."