"All right, that settles things here. You're all busy with your own affairs, so I won't keep you for dinner. Until we meet again, my fellow disciples and I." Lan Jiufeng produced a horsetail whisk as if by magic, ready to send everyone on their way.
He didn't seem to think there was anything odd about wearing a floral shirt and beach shorts, sporting sunglasses, and brandishing a horsetail whisk.
Of course, that was just his style, and Yu Lian was used to it by now. Still, before leaving, he couldn't help asking, "I wonder what you plan to do now that things here are settled, Master..."
"Why, I'll naturally pay a visit to the blessed land I haven't visited in a long time."
"..."
The blessed land Lan Jiufeng mentioned obviously wasn't New Yingtian, where he'd been born and awakened. He meant the Empire, where he'd made his name.
"Back then, I swept across ten thousand light-years with a single sword. Wherever I went, my enemies fled before me. I entered the Dao through the sword and achieved demigodhood. Now I've attained the Dao and entered the realm, so it's time to revisit my old haunts and see some old friends."
"I thought all your old friends had been beaten to death by you."
Lan Jiufeng smiled smugly. "How could that be? The only old friend I've killed recently was Saduran. The other two were young talents, juniors by comparison. But, boy, you have to understand that the Empire has no shortage of experts. Who knows when a few old monsters everyone thought were dead—or some new monsters nobody's ever heard of—might suddenly pop up? They're like mosquitoes in a room. You can swat them all you want, but you'll never get rid of every last one."
Madam Mei