Master’s simple words left a deep impression on Jiang Hao.
“Go early and return early.”
I will, he thought.
Jiang Hao had wanted to chat more with his master, but his master didn’t seem keen on conversation.
In the end, Jiang Hao left the courtyard with Hong Yuye.
His master wasn’t talkative, and Jiang Hao himself wasn’t adept at initiating dialogue. He had no choice but to let it go.
However, Jiang Hao still left behind the appropriate seals for his master.
On the way, Mu Yin remarked seriously, “Senior Brother, I’ve already surpassed Master in strength. Do you think he’s proud of me?”
Jiang Hao glanced at Mu Yin and replied softly, “Master just returned from Xiao Li’s place. Xiao Li is a Heavenly Immortal. Compared to her, he probably thinks you’re still lacking.”
Mu Yin froze, as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.
But after thinking it over, he realized it made sense. Xiao Li was a senior sister, and he was merely a junior brother. It was natural that he couldn’t compare to her.
Of course, Senior Sister Xiao Li wasn’t like the rest of them.
No matter how much they improved their cultivation, they could never match her.
So Mu Yin accepted this fact with equanimity.
Jiang Hao continued, “Still, becoming a True Immortal at such a young age, even in this era, is rare.”