"Not to be spoken of, not to be spoken of." The Ancestor of Star-Moon said, "Remember, you must promote the Star-Moon Divine Technique, and recruit more disciples..."
His words had just fallen.
Suddenly there was a loud bang, and the statue collapsed violently into fragments.
No longer existing.
"What happened?"
Madisha looked at Zhang Bin with an utterly bewildered expression.
"The statue gathered some willing force, so the Ancestor of Star-Moon could sense it from the Immortal Realm..."
Zhang Bin explained.
Of course, a peculiar smile appeared on his face as well.
Because, just now, the Ancestor of Star-Moon entrusted Madisha, subtly making Madisha his girlfriend.
"I see." Madisha said with surprise and delight, "It seems that the ancestor is doing well in the Immortal Realm. Surely our Xingyue people have prospered and have many descendants in the Immortal Realm. Our Star-Moon Civilization has not ended."
