It was precisely because of the considerable disapproval of this Ancestral Taoist Wang Daode that everyone also disliked the disciple he had taken on.
Even though this cultivator named Mo Yan, by virtue of being a direct disciple of Wang Daode, enjoyed the highest seniority within the Candle Dragon Hall.
...
Candle Dragon Hall, the back mountain.
The wind was high, and the air was fresh.
Mo Yan, clad in black, ascended the mountain.
Atop the mountain was an old Taoist in green, rolling up his sleeves, carefully tending to a few citrus trees that had been nurtured for many years.
But for some reason, despite the Taoist's many years of devoted care, the citrus trees not only failed to thrive with lush branches and abundant fruit but even their leaves and branches had become increasingly withered.
"Master," Mo Yan greeted the old Taoist respectfully.
