Wangxian Pavilion... Daoist School, Zhu Zixuan... Peach Blossom Spring!
Fan Wubing's heart skipped a beat, "Did he... say anything?"
"I was accompanying him at the time. He stood beside the Little Moonfall on Enlightenment Peak, under the Parasol Tree, and looked for a long time. Then... his expression was rather odd, but in the end, he smiled quite happily. He just said, 'Eternal Immortal Sect has accepted a good disciple.' I think, he was talking about you."
"I guess... it should be."
"That Parasol Tree, did you bring it out from the Peach Blossom Spring?"
"Yes." Fan Wubing felt a bit guilty.
