A Sorrow and a Joy, Qingfeng Becomes a Venerable

"Master, I... failed."

After landing, Sect Master Zhu's eyes brimmed with tears. His voice was hoarse as he hesitated for a moment, then he dropped to his knees before Venerable Han Yue with a thud and uttered those words.

He had failed. He had failed.

Venerable Han Yue had clearly tried to persuade him, telling him that he could give up, yet he had remained stubborn and gambled on an impossible possibility.

Now, saying that he felt no regret would have been a lie.

With one wrong thought, he had fallen from a dignified quasi-Spirit Transformation powerhouse into the useless man he was now. His dantian had been utterly destroyed, beyond all cure.

Yet upon hearing this, Venerable Han Yue gave no response. The grief on his face from moments ago had also vanished without a trace. His expression was utterly calm, neither joyful nor sorrowful.

After waiting a while, it was still Five Scatter Daoist, meditating nearby, who helped up his junior fellow disciple, fed him healing pills, and used his mana to soothe the scant remains of Spirit Transformation essence still raging within his body.

After some time, Five Scatter Daoist gave Venerable Han Yue a cupped-hand salute and exchanged a glance with him. Then, with a sweep of his sleeve, he took Sect Master Zhu and fled from this forbidden ground.

"Will Junior Brother Wei think your elder brother heartless?"

After Five Scatter Daoist left, Venerable Han Yue let out a soft sigh and took the initiative to speak with Wei Tu.

"This is Senior Brother Han Yue's family matter. It has nothing to do with Wei."

Wei Tu shook his head, unwilling to delve further into the matter.

He did not believe the bond between Venerable Han Yue and Sect Master Zhu was false. Just now,