With an invitation from Mo Zhaoli, Lin Changheng knew he had to make the trip.
It was also a good opportunity to visit the so-called Upper Sect and see what this Core Formation Sect, which held sway over an entire region, was really like.
When he was eighteen, it was confirmed that he had a Spirit Root and he was chosen as an immortal seedling. He had dreamed of joining an Immortal Dao Sect, but because he possessed a Mixed Spirit Root, he could only join a Qi Cultivation Clan and muddle along at the bottom of the Cultivation Realm.
Now, after thirty-four years of twists and turns, he was over fifty and finally had the chance to be invited to a sect to witness its "grandeur."
Lin Changheng couldn't help but laugh.
His state of mind was completely different now.
He was much more carefree, free of attachments, and faced it all with a calm and detached air.
'But on second thought, this really is an opportunity.'
