Number Two Guardian

"Hm? Why is someone crying outside? Sounds like an old man! Could a thief have broken in?" Xiao Chen frowned.

Tai Xu Sect had always been secure; no one dared barge in recklessly!

Yet someone was secretly crying outside his secret chamber. That was extremely strange!

But if it was a thief, why would he be crying?

"Chen'er, your master is useless. Your master has failed you!"

"Master?" Xiao Chen recognized the voice. It seemed to be Wu Qinglong's.

He hurriedly rose and, by the candlelight in the dim secret chamber, walked toward the door.

The moment his feet touched the ground, golden ripples spread out. The dull, abandoned spirit stones on the floor all crumbled into powder, scattering into the air before quickly vanishing.

Spirit stones were treasures born of heaven and earth; they took form in life and returned to the void in death.

When he pushed open the door, their eyes met, and Xiao Chen and Wu Qinglong both froze.

Xiao Chen was stunned by Wu Qinglong standing before him, his eyes red-rimmed, tears and snot streaming down his face!

In Xiao Chen's impression, Wu Qinglong had always been rigid, dignified, and unsmiling. He had never expected him to cry like this today!

Wu Qinglong was stunned as well. With spiritual energy of that intensity for so long, Xiao Chen had actually emerged completely unscathed?

"Master, what is this?" Xiao Chen asked blankly. He did not understand why Wu Qinglong had appeared here, much less why he was mourning for him!

He had merely broken through a realm. It had been easy and pleasant, without the slightest danger!

Wu Qinglong's expression was complicated. First came shock, then delight, and finally embarrassment!

After wiping away his tears, his old face turned red. He looked somewhat awkward, unsure how