Yang Ye looked up, and he saw an old man there.

The old man wore a Daoist’s robe, held a horsetail whisk, and had a grin on his face. Besides that, he emanated a transcendent aura.

It was none other than the Dao Progenitor!

The old man in Daoist’s robes!

Yang Ye calmed down when he saw the old man, and then he walked over and bowed respectfully. It was a sincere bow.

The Dao Progenitor gazed at Yang Ye and grinned, “You’ve grown fast.”

Yang Ye asked, “Senior, you’re here for a reason, right?”

The Dao Progenitor replied, “Indeed!”

Yang Ye smiled, “You’re not here to tell me to return to the Dao Path, right?”

The old man shook his head slightly, “I’ve never had that intention!”

Yang Ye was puzzled, “Huh?”

The Dao Progenitor explained, “Your character is one that seeks freedom and being unrestrained. No organization is able to tie you down. Simply speaking, you like to break the rules and break convention, but my Dao Path needs rules to restrain its members. There’ll be conflict if you come to the Dao Path. Moreover, I don’t want to change...