Whether it was the twin pupils of Xuan Yunfei or Meng Xin'er awakening the sacred bloodline of the Illusion Clan,
or the fact that "West Wind" at the tournament had actually been Meng Xin'er, Old Bai knew all of it.
Old Bai also knew why Xuan Yunfei had captured Meng Xin'er.
In fact, he knew even better that this was probably all Xuan Changfeng's doing.
"Hmph, that fellow still hasn't given up. He actually still wants to enter that place?"
As if something had occurred to him, a trace of disdain flashed in Old Bai's eyes, and a mocking smile tugged at his lips. "It's been so many years since I last saw him, yet I can't believe Xuan Changfeng is still so full of wild fantasies."
Still, Old Bai didn't particularly care what became of Xuan Yunfei or Xuan Changfeng. Those matters had nothing to do with him.
But things were different now!
Because this involved Qin Shaofeng—or rather, Yan Yang.
Old Bai cared a great deal about Yan Yang.
Ever since Yan Yang had come to his attention, his cultivation had advanced at a tremendous pace, and his strength was formidable. He was exactly the kind of genius Old Bai had in mind.
It was worth noting that there were only a handful of people across the entire Heavenly Soldier Battle Group who met Old Bai's standards for a genius.
So when Old Bai discovered Yan Yang, he took an interest. After observing him for a while, he was moved.
A talent like this had made Old Bai consider taking him as a disciple.
If the powerful figures of the Ancient Saint Domain learned that Old Bai was thinking this way, it would cause quite a stir.
After all, Old Bai held an extraordinary position among the human