The dense fog quickly melted away, revealing a passage that led straight to the heart of the lake. Strictly speaking, he had never truly entered the Old Flood Dragon's cave abode before.
At most, he had only brushed around the outside, never venturing deep within.
Ever since he had obtained the Fourth Tier Teleportation Talisman last time, he had not had a proper conversation with him. After breaking through to Nascent Soul, they had interacted even less.
He followed the waterway forward the whole way.
An unexpected scene entered Wang Yu's eyes.
Lake Heart Pavilion.
Yu Tang Tang's tiny body was curled into a ball, a thick Tiger Skin Jacket padded beneath her. Her father had placed her on the stone table, while the Old Flood Dragon stood guard at the side, his face full of pity.
His rough, broad hand patted her gently, like an old father coaxing his well-behaved treasure to sleep.
At that moment.
The word "father" took physical form in Wang Yu's eyes.
"Senior Yu."
"Sit."
Wang Yu had originally only wanted to ask what pill the Sky Roc King's side wanted refined, and whether the spirit materials and alchemy recipe had been prepared. Now, he immediately understood that this was meant to be a heart-to-heart talk with him.
He and Yu Tang Tang had known each other for nearly two hundred years. Had he finally gained the old geezer's trust?
Back when they had first met, Yu Tang Tang had already been this little bean of a girl. So many years had passed, yet she still looked the same; clearly, this did not accord with common sense.
When he had asked last time, the excuse had been that she was cultivating a special secret art, brushing the matter aside. Now, it seemed the bottom of