Hai Kuanglang sighed and nodded. “I’m afraid that Senior Martial Brother is the only person in this world who will think that it’s brotherly affection.”

　　Wan Yitong approved, “There are not many people as pure as Eldest Martial Brother.”

　　Zhan Fengting, “…” This brat actually used “pure” to describe him?

　　He really was cheeky!

　　Zhan Fengting glanced at the two people with a smile that didn’t look like a smile, “No matter whether it is or is not, it has nothing to do with you guys. Xuanzhi is still your Junior Martial Brother.”

　　“Who said it’s not?” Hai Kuanglang chuckled slyly, touching his chin. “I didn’t expect that there would be a day when I could hold something over Lin Xuanzhi.”

　　Wan Yitong spoke like he was singing a duet, “This ‘hold something over him’ is really satisfying.”

　　“Enough, do what you have to do. Don’t start gossiping whenever you get together. It’s not like you guys are parrots.” Zhan Fengting then asked Wan Yitong, “Do you need any help with dinner ingredients?”

　　“Of course I do!” Wan Yitong widened his eyes in exaggeration. “I usually only cook for Master, so I can finish alone, but today I have seven or eight mouths crying for food!”

　　“Then what are you still here for!” Hai Kuanglang scolded.

　　“Let’s go together.” Zhan Fengting said.

　　The three people happily walked towards the kitchen together.

　　Luminous Dream Pavilion was a place where Esteemed Lan Yue could steal half a day’s leisure time on ordinary days. The surroundings were full of splendid decorations, flowers, and the gentle murmur of running water. There was a large empty terrace outside the pavilion. One could see from a glance the Ninth Heaven Waterfall cascading down, a thousand meters tall, through the thick foliage.

　　The spiritual Qi was dense, mingling with the delightful fragrance of flowers. In the midst of this kind of picturesque mountains and water, Lin Xuanzhi saw Esteemed Lan Yue standing on the empty platform with both hands behind his back.

　　“Teacher.” Lin Xuanzhi stood still and gave a salute.

　　Esteemed Lan Yue turned around and looked at Lin Xuanzhi with light eyes. “No need to be so courteous. There’s also no need to salute when you see me in the future.”

　　Lin Xuanzhi lifted his eyes and looked up at Esteemed Lan Yue, who was a little bit taller than him, “This is not in-line with propriety.”

　　Esteemed Lan Yue came up and sat cross-legged on the praying mat on one side of a small stone table. “Your fate is extremely n.o.ble. Accepting you as a disciple has already cut my lifespan and Dao attainment short. If I receive a few more salutes from you, I’m afraid that in a few days, I’ll be in the underworld, having tea with Yama!”

　　Lin Xuanzhi, “….”

　　Esteemed Lan Yue lifted his eyelids and looked at Lin Xuanzhi’s grave expression. He thought that this youngest disciple was too timid and easily scared, so he relaxed his tone slightly, “Actually, it’s not that bad. You don’t have to be concerned.”

　　Lin Xuanzhi took a deep breath and looked at Esteemed Lan Yue with seriousness. “Master, what you said about an extremely n.o.ble fate that can kill close relatives — is this true or not?”

　　Esteemed Lan Yue was slightly stunned. He did say the former, but he never said the latter. Lin Xuanzhi must have guessed it himself.

　　Esteemed Lan Yue said lightly, “It’s true that you have an extremely n.o.ble fate, and it’s also true that it can kill close relatives. However, your father’s death had nothing to do with your fate.”

　　Lin Xuanzhi felt slightly depressed. “If that’s true, then how can it have nothing to do with his death?”

　　Esteemed Lan Yue glanced at him. “Your fate is indeed n.o.ble, but it’s not like you’re the only one with a n.o.ble fate in this world.”

　　“Does Teacher mean that my dad also had a n.o.ble fate? But he is no longer alive.”

　　Esteemed Lan Yue explained, “Your dad’s fate is only slightly better than that of ordinary people, but he is extremely lucky. Your other father, however, possesses a grand and n.o.ble fate matchless under the heavens, and his fate is also surrounded by purple Qi. Even if he gives your dad a sliver of it, it’s more than enough to ensure your dad’s luck.”

　　Lin Xuanzhi felt a great shock. Purple Qi was the most primordial and purest spiritual Qi in heaven and earth, and it also represented royalty. Was it possible that his unknown father was a king?

　　However, none of the kings in the Upper Realm’s Celestial clans fit the bill — judging from his travels in the previous life.

　　“I know what you want to ask; nothing more than whether your dad is alive or dead now, and if alive, where, or who your other father is.” Esteemed Lan Yue continued, “I can tell you that although your dad’s fate star is weak, he is still alive. That father of yours will never let him die easily.”

　　Lin Xuan bit down hard on his lower lip as his eyes became slightly red.

　　Seeing this, Esteemed Lan Yue sighed in his heart. In the end, this was still a child.

　　Esteemed Lan Yue continued, “As for that father of yours, I must not say, must not say. Even if I tell you right now, there is no other benefit besides adding to your worries. When the time comes, I’m afraid that you won’t have any choice but to know, even if you don’t want to.”

　　Lin Xuanzhi closed his eyes and hid his violently surging emotions under his eyelids.

　　After a long time, he opened his eyes again and looked gratefully at Esteemed Lan Yue, “Huarong thanks Master. Knowing that my dad is still alive, I have nothing else to ask for.”

　　This was the best news he had heard since his rebirth.

　　In his last life, although he received Esteemed Lan Yue’s goodwill, he had already obtained the qualifications to enter Sky Peak Sect by that time. Naturally, he looked down on a mere Peak Master from Profound Sky Sect and rejected it without thinking. Thinking about it now, if he had come to Sinking Sword Peak early on and learned that Lin Zhan was still alive, then would his hatred of Yan Tianhen have weakened by a lot?

　　Would he and Yan Tianhen still walk to that irreversible outcome?

　　An inexplicably complex emotion swirled in Lin Xuanzhi’s heart.

　　Mysteriously and inexorably, when he first set foot on Sinking Sword Peak’s stairway, he had a feeling that the destinies of him and Yan Tianhen in their last life had already begun to completely turn around and be rewritten — truly rewritten. This feeling was incomparably intense.