Jin Yuyi brought Li Jiusheng and Yu Chaoyang over and said to the man standing nearby, his face pale and his entire body drenched in sweat as though he had just been fished out of water, "Second Uncle, this is my friend Yu Chaoyang, and this is Daoist Li, the senior brother of the Sect Master of Shangqing Palace. They have come to comprehend the Stone Tablets."
Jin Yuyi's second uncle panted heavily, glanced at Li Jiusheng, and decisively shook his head. "No. Anyone below the Venerable Realm may not comprehend these Stone Tablets."
"Why not? My martial uncle has exceptional comprehension, far beyond that of ordinary Venerables," Yu Chaoyang said anxiously.
"I am a Venerable, yet after comprehending the Dao and techniques on the stone tablet for less than a quarter of an hour, more than half of my comprehension was drained away. Had I not cut it off in time, I would have been completely drained long ago. No matter how formidable your martial uncle is, he is still only a Great Grandmaster. He probably would not last even three minutes up there. Do not indulge in wishful thinking and lose your life for nothing," Jin Yuyi's second uncle said impatiently, waving for Li Jiusheng and Yu Chaoyang to leave.
He scolded Jin Yuyi, "The Old Ancestor told you to spread the news so that Venerables would come to comprehend them, not Great Grandmasters."
Jin Yuyi lowered his head and repeatedly apologized.
Li Jiusheng frowned, stepped forward, and reached out to grasp Jin Yuyi's second uncle's arm.
Jin Yuyi's second uncle instantly raised his brows in fury and opened his mouth to berate him.
The next moment, a gentle energy entered his body through Li Jiusheng's palm. Like a babbling stream, it swept across his arm, circulated through