Amidst the sky filled with thunder and lightning, the roof of a small building was split open, revealing a picturesque figure within.
Zhan Daoist flicked her cloud-like sleeves, a slight hint of joy on her otherwise indifferent face. She had finally taken this step and had no regrets.
Becoming the herald of Heaven Creation on the Jinxiu Continent was not her grand ambition; it was beyond her ability. While everyone wanted to be the captain in a sea voyage, being a captain required capability, otherwise, sooner or later, everyone on the ship would be led to death.
Her original wish was not to be distanced by the times, to be able to participate, but not to lead at the forefront.
With this self-awareness, successfully reaching the Upper Natural Realm was indeed something to be pleased about; of course, she wouldn't celebrate it extravagantly.
