Boy oh boy, where do I even begin.

Lei Bulang, honey, my pookie bear, the way you cultivate in seclusion and your cultivation soars by leaps and bounds.

Your silky smooth Qi, and that gorgeous soul sea. I would do anything for you.

I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch you reincarnate.

You had a rough childhood, but you never gave up hope.

You are even amazing outside the pavilion, you’re a great Daoist and elder, sometimes I even call you sectmaster.

I forever dread and weep, thinking of a day you will one day reincarnate.

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I would shatter my own dantian if it were the only thing that could put a smile on your jade face.

You have given me so much joy, and heartbreak over the years.

I remember when you first left Divine Heaven Sect and it’s like my heart got broken into a million pieces.

But a tear still fell from my right eye when I watched you kill first demonic technique cultivator.

But I just wanted you to return home. Then allas, you did, my sweet baby boy came home and I rejoiced.

Year of the Dragon was a hard year for us baby, but in Year of the Frog you made history happen.

You ascended from Nascent Soul Stage and I couldn’t believe it. I was crying, bawling even, and I heard my glorious sectmaster exclaim these words:

“DIVINE HEAVEN SECT, THIS IS FOR YOU!”

Not only have you changed the cultivation of Dao and the world forever, but you’ve eternally changed my world.

And now you’re getting older, but still the crouching tiger, my crouching tiger. I love you pookie bear, my glorious sectmaster, Lei Bulang.