The Qingyun Sect Master looked at his weeping ancestor and was so surprised that he could have stuffed a large elixir into his mouth.

Is this still the same aloof and unsmiling ancestor who is usually so dignified?

Who is this young man opposite me? He's actually addressed as "Master" by the Ancestor. Didn't I almost attack him just now? Surely someone called "Master" by the Ancestor wouldn't be angry with me over something like that?

Bai Qingsong shared a similar sentiment with the Qingyun Sect Master, wondering about Xingyu's true identity.

Given the status of the White Moon Chamber of Commerce, there are also Immortal Lord Ancestors in the family. However, which of those Immortal Lord Ancestors is not an arrogant person? Even though his father is the president of the White Moon Chamber of Commerce, he still treats those Immortal Lord Ancestors with utmost respect.

Bai Qingsong couldn't believe that a powerful being at the Immortal Lord level would willingly address someone as "master"! Shouldn't Immortal Lords all possess their own unique pride, and even in death and dissipation, they would not submit to anyone?

Chen Tianwen appeared to be doing alright, but he was equally surprised. Although he knew that Xingyu had some connection with the Qingyun Ancestor, he did not expect that the Qingyun Ancestor would actually call Xingyu "master". However, considering Xingyu's identity, Chen Tianwen felt that it was not so unacceptable.

After all, Xingyu was once known as the Holy Monarch, a transcendent being among saints. Not to mention the powerful Immortal Monarchs, even the Immortal Emperors would probably only be slightly stronger than ants in Xingyu's eyes.

Ignoring everyone's surprise, Yun Qingyang knelt on the ground and cried harder and harder, even kowtowing repeatedly. Xingyu couldn't bear it and reached out to help Yun Qingyang up.

Although immortals have unlimited lifespans, after 100,000 years, the little boy who used to serve him has now become an old man with white hair, and has even founded his own school, becoming a patriarch! This couldn't help but make Xingyu sigh with emotion.

Looking back, Yun Qingyang was still a young boy, following Xingyu. With an innocent look on his face, Yun Qingyang said, "Master, when I grow up, I want to create a sect called Qingyun Sect. Just like you said, it will soar to the top and tread on the clouds."

Unexpectedly, 100,000 years later, Yun Qingyang actually founded the Qingyun Sect. This was when Xingyu heard about the Qingyun Sect and was momentarily confused. He asked Bai Qingsong if the Qingyun Ancestor's surname was Yun. After arriving at the Qingyun Sect, Xingyu sensed the aura of the cultivation technique he had given to Yun Qingyang from the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Only then did Xingyu become more certain that this so-called Qingyun Ancestor was none other than the little boy who naturally followed him!

“Master, it has been ten thousand years since we parted. I thought I would never have the chance to see you again. Today I am able to meet you again. Heaven has been kind to me.”

Yun Qingyang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a sigh.

Xingyu stood with his hands behind his back and said to Yun Qingyang:

"Xiaoyun, let's find a quiet place. I have something to tell you."

Yun Qingyang then realized what was happening and quickly invited Xingyu and Chen Tianwen into the Qingyun Sect.

Even though Yun Qingyang and the others had long since disappeared, the Qingyun Sect disciples who were kneeling on the ground remained kneeling and did not get up. This was not for any other reason than the shock they had just experienced, which had left their legs weak.

Inside the forbidden area of ​​the Qingyun Sect, Xingyu, Chen Tianwen, and Bai Qingsong sat around a stone table. Yun Qingyang stood respectfully behind Xingyu. Even when Xingyu invited Yun Qingyang to sit down, Yun Qingyang shook his head and firmly said:

"It is my honor to be able to follow my master again. I beg you to give me a chance to serve you a little longer."

Xingyu had no choice but to let Yun Qingyang stand there.

However, Chen Tianwen and Bai Qingsong felt uneasy. After all, this was a true Immortal Lord. They, as Golden Immortals, were sitting here while an Immortal Lord stood by their side to serve them. Anyone would feel uncomfortable in that situation.

"Xiaoyun".

"Master, Xiaoyun is here."

"Don't call me master anymore. I am no longer the Starry Sky Saint Lord I once was. In terms of strength, I am probably not much different from you."

Yun Qingyang shook his head firmly. In fact, when he met Xingyu, Yun Qingyang felt that Xingyu's aura had changed a lot, so he did not recognize Xingyu at first. However, even if Xingyu was only a terrestrial immortal at the moment, Yun Qingyang believed that Xingyu had a million ways to make himself die.

Moreover, Yun Qingyang held Xingyu in the highest esteem, not only because of Xingyu Saint Lord's extraordinary cultivation, but also because of Xingyu Saint Lord's character, which Yun Qingyang admired. Even though Xingyu Saint Lord was now just an ordinary person, Yun Qingyang would still be willing to go through fire and water for Xingyu Saint Lord at his word.

"When our master disappeared without a trace, Xiaoyun and Senior Brother Hengxing came to this Xuanxian Realm to live in seclusion. However, those remnants of the Demon Clan actually sent three powerful Immortal Emperors to hunt them down in Changtang Domain. Even though Senior Brother Hengxing was exceptionally talented and killed two Immortal Emperors, he was also injured and soon died."

"Since Xiaoyun could not find her master, she had no choice but to establish the Qingyun Sect in this Changtang Region to protect Senior Brother Hengxing."

Yun Qingyang spoke with a sorrowful voice, recounting his experiences over the years to Xingyu.

Xingyu nodded, his face expressionless, but his hands involuntarily clenched into fists as he spoke:

"So that means this stellar secret realm was left behind by a star?"

Yun Qingyang nodded and said:

"Senior Brother Hengxing knew that his Dao injury was incurable, so before he died, he built this Hengxing Secret Realm. Because the master had instructed him to carry forward the Yang Law."

"Xiao Yun guards this place. Every time the secret realm begins, Xiao Yun will enter the secret realm to prevent those with evil intentions from getting close to Senior Brother Hengxing's inheritance."

"However, this time, Xiaoyun was fortunate enough to reach the Immortal Lord realm, and can no longer enter the secret realm."

Xingyu nodded, feeling somewhat down. He had been fortunate enough to be reborn, but now that he had returned, everything had changed.

A silence fell over the forbidden area. Suddenly, Bai Qingsong slammed his hand on the stone table, stood up, and gasped for breath, his voice hoarse with excitement.

"I remember, I remember."

Chen Tianwen, Xingyu, and Yun Qingyang all looked at Bai Qingsong, wondering what Bai Qingsong had suddenly remembered that made him so excited.

"Saint Lord Xingyu! So you are the legendary Saint Lord Xingyu! When I first heard your name, I was a little confused as to why it sounded so familiar. I never expected, I really never expected, that you are Saint Lord Xingyu!"

Bai Qingsong was so excited that he was becoming somewhat incoherent.

Chen Tianwen quietly tugged at Bai Qingsong's clothes.