Under the old man's expectant gaze, Hua Yunfei slowly nodded. "That day will come."
Though that mysterious senior had said he was no match for Dao Wushuang at the same cultivation level, nor for Mount Patriarch Master or the Hua Clan's Ancestor Master, none of that could affect him—not in the slightest.
At most, those words served as a reminder.
Only he knew the extent of his strength.
Or rather, even he didn't fully know where his limits lay, because he had never once used his full strength.
The old man smiled, gazing at Hua Yunfei with eyes full of memories. "That's the reassuring feeling I remember. No matter what happens, your confidence can never be shaken. That's my master—the Cloud Emperor whose depth no one at the same cultivation level could fathom."
Hua Yunfei asked, "Now that I've obtained the fragment, what do you need to do next? Did that senior make any arrangements?"
The old man shook his head. "No, but I've already decided what I want to do. Master, call Ye Bufan over."
The moment the old man mentioned Ye Bufan, the order of space and time visibly shuddered.
His meeting with Ye Bufan was absolutely forbidden—a taboo that would violate the order of the Great Dao.
But the disturbance in the order of space and time vanished after an instant, as if someone had smoothed it away.
Hua Yunfei looked up. He had wanted to ask earlier why his meeting with the old man hadn't caused any disorder in the karmic order. So someone really was watching them.
His instincts told him it wasn't the ancestors who had smoothed away the disturbance. It had to be that senior.
The old man smiled. "It's fine. Even if the senior doesn't intervene, as a Hegemon Grade being, I'm