Li Xuanxuan held the child in his arms, while Li Xuanfeng looked down at him, pondering, and spoke:
"The matter of Qing Song Temple is intricate and tangled with interests. Whether it's fate at play or not, the prodigies scattered across South River... were almost all caught in one sweep. This serves as a cautionary tale; the family must be vigilant."
He explained the ins and outs of Qing Song Temple, speaking softly:
"When a Golden Core reincarnates, who knows how many prodigies suddenly arise in South River? There is some fate involved, for sure. Several Immortal Sects secretly observe, guiding them toward Qing Song Temple, using them as resources."
"But if we really wish to judge by fate, even those in Zifu can't see it clearly. Those who come to Qing Song Pass are mostly loose cultivator geniuses, the ones blessed with the most destiny, so they're easiest for the Immortal Sects to notice."
He glanced at everyone and continued:
