THE LOVE DOCTOR HIS SUBMISSIVE-2

Jade Cloud Mountains Mystic Way Temple, once the training ground for the Sage of Heaven, who sat on par with the Jade Emperor, has become the foremost temple of the Daoist sect, attracting countless aspirants to immortality with its legacy of spells and martial arts.

On this particular day, just past noon, a man in his thirties, dressed in Daoist robes, of medium build, and exuding an unusually healthy aura, descended the mountain with a tall, eighteen-year-old youth. As they approached the gates of the Mystic Way Temple, the Daoist man, with a sigh, seemed to lose the joy of a returning wanderer, his back slightly bent, and his head lowered as he absentmindedly asked the youth, "Sky Clear! Have you truly memorized all the books contents?"

"Yes, youve asked that as many times as my name today!" the youth laughed in response. The Daoist man fell silent and, after a while, led the youth to the temples gates and knocked.

The gates of the Mystic Way Temple immediately opened, revealing two young Daoist priests, similar in age to the youth. They placed a single palm on their chest and bowed to the Daoist man, with one asking, "Venerable sir, have you come to our temple to find someone or for some matter?"

The Daoist man, Mark Sin, hesitated for a moment, then returned the gesture and said, "I am Mark Sin. I left Jade Cloud Mountain two hundred years ago and have only now returned, seeking an audience with my senior brother, Wen Sin."

The two young Daoist priests were stunned, staring at the man who claimed to be Mark Sin for a long while before they reacted, bowing deeply and respectfully, "Please, come in, venerable sir." They ushered Mark Sin and the youth into the Mystic Way Temple and one of them rushed off to report.

Upon entering, the youth discovered that the temple, hidden by the, was far more vast than it appeared. It was as if they had entered another world through a small entrance. The various structures within were built by slightly modifying the original, creating an illusion where the and structures seemed each other, containing one another. Accompanied by the young Daoist who had opened the door, Mark Sin and the youth were making their way to the central Tian Sheng Hall when several middle-aged and elderly Daoist priests, ranging in age from forty to sixty, with completely white, partially white, or still dark beards, along with the young Daoist who had gone to report, hurriedly approached and blocked their path.

These Daoist priests, who appeared to be middle-aged or elderly, scrutinized Mark Sin and found his power to be unfathomable. Even with their discerning eyes, they could not perceive its depth. Using physiognomy, they confirmed his age to be over three hundred years, matching the seniority he claimed within the temple. Their suspicions diminished, and one of the fully white-bearded elders bowed to Mark Sin and asked, "I am Mirror Void, a latecomer. May I inquire which of the ancestors your venerable one serves?"

Mark Sin knew that the Mystic Way Temple admitted a new batch of disciples every fifty years. When he left Jade Cloud Mountain, it was forty years before the admission of the Void generation. Therefore, none of the Void generation had met him or heard of his name. They were skeptical of his sudden appearance, claiming to be the highest generation among the current Heart, Mystery, Void, Sky, Dust, Fate, and Silence generations. He said, "I am the uncle of Zeal, Righteousness, Eternity, and Existence." He mentioned the names of four of the most prominent individuals from the Mystery generation when he left the mountain.

By chance, these elders were the direct descendants of the Mystery generation disciples Mark Sin had named. Seeing him effortlessly mention their ancestors names, they exchanged glances and accepted that Mark Sin was indeed a senior from the Heart generation of the Mystic Way Temple. They were about to kneel and pay their respects when suddenly, green plant-like arms emerged from Mark Sins body, holding them in place, rendering them immobile. The elders were taken aback, unsure why Mark Sin would prevent their grand bow, while also marveling at his mastery of the wood element of the Daoist secret arts.