Yu Yuan changed into a light cyan Daoist robe embroidered with cloud patterns, donned a Five Mountains Crown, and sorted all his personal belongings before striding out of Tian Yuan Palace with his head held high.
As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw his master, Golden Spirit Saint Mother, sitting cross-legged on a cloud bed, eyes slightly closed, her aura of Daoist charm permeating around her, seemingly comprehending the Dao, while his junior disciple brother, Wen Zhong, also sat on the ground circulating his spiritual energy in the Circulation technique.
The Immortal taps my head, bestows me with the path of longevity.
These words popped into Yu Yuan's mind, reminding him of his own initiation into discipleship.
He smacked his lips, his figure slightly shimmering, before shooting straight up into the sky as a burst of cyan light.
In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the seaside, about to leave the Penglai Holy Realm.