"Enough, Junior Brother. No need for pleasantries. The situation is urgent; there will be time to catch up later."
Meng Guangxin said, "You came here for my nephew, didn't you?"
"Of course."
Chen Sanshi got straight to the point. "So it was you, Senior Brother, who rescued Duhe and the others from Yungui earlier?"
"Yes."
Meng Guangxin boomed, "I had been traveling through Three Stars Dao when I received Xuandu's plea for help. Only then did I learn you and my nephew were here, so I rushed over. I said I would personally keep watch over my nephew, and that was how I tricked him away from Senior Brother Guiyun.
"You came at just the right time. I can send all of you out together. Otherwise, Miaotan and Xuandu will be back any moment now."
While the two spoke, the two monks behind them had been staring fixedly at them.
One of them said in disbelief, "You... you know the demon Chen Lei?!"
"Yes."
The other asked, "You're planning to let them go?"
Their words came out haltingly, and they seemed utterly at a loss.
"I nearly forgot about you two."
Meng Guangxin suddenly widened his eyes and let out a thunderous roar. "Hey!"
As the Buddhist Lion's Roar Technique unfolded, the two young monks' divine senses were damaged on the spot. They collapsed unconscious to the ground.
Meng Guangxin did not take their lives. Instead, he pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. Sinful, sinful. I have not killed or harmed anyone for many years."
"Junior Brother, come with me."
He led them to the end of the dungeon, where they found Chen Duhe and the other imprisoned behind iron bars.
"Uncle!"
Yan Hanshuang hurried forward.
Chen Duhe called out loudly, "Father, a Nirvana cultivator has appeared. You and Martial Uncle