By the time the martial artists present had recovered from their shock, Xu Yan and the others had already vanished without a trace.
"Where are they? Where are they? Where did Xu Yan go, Grandpa?"
Yue'er anxiously looked around.
"I don't know!"
The old man felt somewhat ashamed. With his strength, he had actually been so shaken that he had lost himself—and had not even noticed them leave.
"Grandpa, you really are getting senile!"
Yue'er stamped her foot.
The old man laughed helplessly, rubbing his granddaughter's head. "That's right, Grandpa's getting senile!"
"Yue'er is the one who's getting senile!"
Yue'er took her grandfather's hand, rose into the air, and began searching in every direction.
"Where are they? Where did they go?"
Cui Huayu had only just come to his senses as well. With a movement of his body, he searched back and forth across a hundred-mile radius in an instant, yet failed to find even a trace of them.
Along the way, however, he encountered Yue'er and the old man.
"Oh? Little girl, you seem somewhat unusual."
Cui Huayu looked at Yue'er in surprise.
He took a verdant branch from his Storage Bag and said, "Little girl, come here. Let me hold this little tree and investigate what exactly is going on with you."
"Flower-Clothes Freak, stay away from me."
Yue'er knitted her brows.
She tucked both hands behind her back and refused to touch the branch.
"Little girl, don't be afraid. This might be your opportunity."
Cui Huayu put on what he considered a kind smile.
"Put it away. My granddaughter has no connection with your Imperial Spirit Mansion."
The old man extended his cane and tapped the branch.
Cui Huayu stared at the old man for a long while before putting away the branch. "Old man, you're going