Situ Xuanming nodded, cupped his hands to Yunxi, and left the main hall with Haohui.
Only after Situ Xuanming had left did Situ Xuanwu shake her head helplessly and say:
"Fellow Daoist Ranxi, forgive the laughter. My younger brother has been spoiled terribly by the family. He always acts as though he has never grown up."
The corner of Yunxi's mouth twitched. He was over a thousand years old and still an ungrown child—how was she, a little baby not even four hundred years old, supposed to carry herself?
Situ Xuanwu seemed to realize that Yunxi was even younger, and she said with a smile:
"The Situ Family has passed down artifact refining through the generations, and it remains the same in ours. It is simply that my talent for artifact refining surpasses Xuanming's. When he was young, he refused to accept it and constantly tried to compete with me at every turn. Unfortunately, I smacked him dead on the beach every single time. In the end, he realized it was impossible for him to surpass me in artifact refining, so he turned to studying formations.
"With his artifact refining skills as a foundation, he actually learned quite well this time. It was as though a door to a new world had opened before him, and he went farther and farther down the path of a formation master. As his cultivation rose, he also made a name for himself.
"Still, whenever he faces me, he is always awkward and prickly. If the formation disk being refined this time had not concerned destroying the passage constructed by the Evil God, he probably would not even have considered seeking my cooperation."
After hearing this, Yunxi understood why Situ Xuanming had been so awkward. Smiling, she said:
"Fellow Daoist Xuanwu, you have all