Hearing this, Yan Nu Shan and Wu Ling Tian Zun both fell silent. According to the original plan, Xiao Yan would certainly come, but with things as they were now, would Xiao Yan really still attend the Pill Festival? If he ended up surrounded and attacked, no one would be able to protect him. What was more, although Medicine Saint Nu Shan was on good terms with Xiao Yan, his elder brother, Immortal Yao Shi, was not. Who knew what Immortal Yao Shi was thinking?
"Brother, I'm not sure either." Medicine Saint Nu Shan shook his head, then his expression suddenly turned grave as he said, "But from the time I spent with Xiao Yan, he is definitely not reckless, nor is he one to break his word."
"Since he promised back then that he would come and deal with Wu Ling Tian Zun's injuries, then he will definitely come. And anyone who underestimates him will inevitably pay a heavy price, just like the Profound World Great Emperor and the three Tian Zun experts of Jing An Palace."
Immortal Yao Shi's eyes narrowed slightly. No one knew what he was thinking.
Early the next morning, as the enormous spirit grass of the Ancient Myriad Herbs Prairie breathed, night gradually turned into day. Xiao Yan, who had been in Secluded Cultivation, slowly opened his eyes as well, a flicker of fire flashing through them.
With a long exhale, Xiao Yan rose from the bed. The instant he pushed open the door, he saw Zhao Gao Ming and Zhao Yang already waiting outside early.
"Mister Yao Yan, did you sleep well last night?" As soon as Xiao Yan appeared, Zhao Gao Ming hurried forward and spoke respectfully, while Zhao Yang stood to the side holding a basin of water and a towel.