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"Does my bloodline… still have a worthy successor?"
In the conference room, several elders had already stood up and leaned forward as they watched light flow across the surface of the jade talisman in Qing Yanzi's hand. After an ancient-sounding sigh echoed, streams of green light intertwined and chased each other, eventually forming the image of a Daoist in green robes.
Ma Zibin, who had already received Qing Yanzi's prior instructions, pointed his phone's camera at the green-robed Daoist and pressed the record button.
It really is the forefather!
Wang Sheng had seen the formation spirit's incarnation of Lu Dongbin before. Looking at it now, he noticed that the green-robed Daoist was somewhat thin and had a faintly desolate expression. Other than that, he did not appear much different from the one he had seen before.
The green-robed Daoist on the jade talisman sometimes paced slowly, sighing and speaking softly. Sometimes, he’d grow agitated, even breaking into furious outbursts.
Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan, who could understand some of his archaic tones, exchanged a glance. Mu Wanxuan pressed her lips together, while Wang Sheng merely shrugged, his eyes telling his senior sister not to worry.
After about half an hour, the green light gradually receded. Qing Yanzi closed his eyes, carefully drew all of the green light back into the jade talisman,...
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