At last, the lavish seafood hot pot, infused with the flavor of Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir, came to an end.
Several disciples who had been stuck at bottlenecks for years sat down on the spot and began digesting the immense energy inside them. They showed signs of an imminent breakthrough.
There was still a little soup left in Master Tongtian's bowl, and he savored it in small sips.
"Hic~"
Xiruan let out a satisfied burp.
"Daddy, are you full?"
"Mhm, I'm full." Master Tongtian stroked his daughter's little head, his expression complicated.
The Little Ancestor really was too good at causing trouble.
He was genuinely afraid that one day, if he took his eyes off her for even a moment, she'd punch a hole in the sky.
Though, from the looks of things, she'd already put a few holes in it.
"Master, we owe our escape to Little Senior Sister's divine might."
Immortal Wuyun bowed deeply to Master Tongtian and Xiruan. "From this day on, we will follow Little Senior Sister's lead and give our lives, a thousand times over, for the revival of the Interception Sect!"
"That's right! We swear to follow Little Senior Sister to the death!"
Master Tongtian listened to them, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.
Follow her lead?
Were they planning to tear apart all Three Realms with her?
Just then, a sudden change took place!
A golden radiance filled with peace, serenity, and the immortal aura of Yuqing descended from the sky.
As the radiance faded, an old man with white hair and a youthful face appeared before them, smiling amiably. He wore a Daoist robe embroidered with the Eight Trigrams and held a dragon-whisk fan.
He sat astride a majestic immortal deer, surrounded by thousands of auspicious wisps of Qi and accompanied