614. Siming Meets the Pure Great Sage!

Above the clouds.

Daoist Jiyuan took in the entire battle below. Although no unusual expression showed on his face, his heart had long since been thrown into stormy seas, and even his hard-won composure had been shattered completely.

"Ancestor Sa Iron Jar."

Daoist Jiyuan lowered his head and looked at the dull, rust-speckled iron jar in his hand. Gazing at the young Daoist below, he felt even less able to see through him.

Just now.

While the two people below were locked in battle—or rather, while Immortal Master Zhengqing was being thrashed—

The fight had been raging fiercely, yet Daoist Jiyuan had clearly seen that the young Daoist could still spare a thought. With a casual stroke of his saber, he had knocked Immortal Master Zhengqing's offered-up 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar' flying into the sky.

By sheer coincidence, it had landed in his hands.

Not only that.

The Daoist had even had the leisure to glance over and give him a slight nod, clearly intending to gift him this treasure.

"Is he repaying Mount Mao Dao for protecting his disciple?"

"Or is he showing goodwill, hoping to borrow Mount Mao Dao's strength to oppose the Divine Empyrean Sect?"

Daoist Jiyuan toyed with the 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar' as he pondered.

If it was the former, this gift was far too heavy.

Though Mount Mao Dao had protected Lin Ye, Lin Ye had after all fought for Mount Mao Dao for more than ten thousand years and rendered no small service. Besides, for a disciple of the True Immortal Realm who had failed to ascend and had only a hundred years left to live, this young Daoist was actually willing to part with a supreme treasure as thanks?!

Putting himself in the other man's shoes,

Daoist Jiyuan felt that possibility was