The Third Path

Xuanyuan Wei swept a glance over Yunxi and recognized her as one of the cultivators who had led an entire realm in ascension. She even seemed to have been the team's leader. In less than a hundred years, she had already advanced to the Integrated Body Middle Stage. Truly, the younger generation was to be feared.

He had thought his newly accepted disciple, Xun Kun, cultivated quickly enough, but he had not expected someone even faster. Smiling, he said:

"Xun Kun, is this an old friend from your Weiyu Realm?"

"Yes, Master. This is my good friend Ranxi, a junior of True Venerable Haoran."

Yunxi also stepped forward obediently and cupped her hands in salute.

"This junior is Ranxi. Greetings, True Venerable."

"Tsk, tsk. I never expected that rotten old man Haoran to have such an outstanding junior."

Xuanyuan Wei's voice boomed like a great bell, and all the cultivators around them heard it. Some had already begun to snicker.

The corner of Yunxi's lips twitched as she said:

"Senior, my Old Ancestor's injuries have already healed. He is no longer a rotten old man."

"Is that so? Then it must be thanks to you!"

Xuanyuan Wei truly knew some of the details. He had deliberately said that just now.

"It was Old Ancestor's good fortune."

Yunxi would not take the credit for herself.

Just as the two sides were fencing with words, Han Yang flashed to Xun Kun's side. He first bowed to Xuanyuan Wei before saying:

"Xun Kun, hurry and take a look! Your little disciple can't hold on any longer."

Upon hearing this, Xun Kun immediately looked toward Xuanyuan Wei.

Xuanyuan Wei knew that Xun Kun had taken a disciple, but he had not expected such a major twist. Before his little disciple-grandson had even entered the