Li Tianming could tell that when those several thousand disciples saw Yu Ziqian, they were simply overjoyed. One after another, they let out a sigh of relief.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother is still alive! That's wonderful!"
"I told you, Senior Brother is blessed by the heavens. There's no way he'd die."
"With talent like his, he naturally has ways to save his own life."
Amid the startled cries and cheers of thousands, Li Tianming was stunned to discover that Yu Ziqian beside him had instantly become a different person.
He took out a folding fan and gently waved it. His expression turned stern and composed, looking utterly unruffled, carrying the air of someone who strategized from behind the curtain and held the overall situation in his palm.
"He really knows how to put on an act, huh?"
Li Tianming felt that he had learned something.
Just then, a streak of azure light appeared before Yu Ziqian in an instant.
"Ziqian, my disciple, your master has finally found you! I heard that you were ambushed, so I rushed here day and night, whipping my horse onward without pause, all because I feared Heaven might envy a genius! Those dogs from the Cloudtop Immortal Palace are truly hateful. They don't even abide by the most basic principles of righteousness, yet they actually committed such vile deeds! Don't worry, we have already taken countermeasures and made those bastards pay the price!"
This was a gray-haired old man dressed in a loose blue-green robe. His hair was disheveled, but his eyes gleamed brightly.
He inspected Yu Ziqian from head to toe, and only after seeing that he was completely unharmed did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Master, stay calm. Those bastards couldn't even touch a single hair on my head."
Yu Ziqian