Little Immortal Elder's voice echoed continuously through the Qiongqi Tomb, while Chen Changsheng's anger kept mounting.
At last, Chen Changsheng kicked apart the Seven-Colored Meteorite sealing Bai Ze and said impatiently.
"Stupid Dog, hurry up and open the door."
"That pesky Little Immortal Elder has come looking for me again."
Abruptly awakened from his slumber, Bai Ze was still somewhat muddled.
After one breath, Bai Ze had completely sorted out his thoughts. Then he started fighting Chen Changsheng.
"You bastard, who are you calling Stupid Dog?"
"I'm going to fight you to the death!"
An hour later, the battered and bruised Bai Ze obediently went to open the formation.
"Chen Changsheng, just you wait. I'll remember this grudge. This lord isn't done with you!"
As the formation opened, Little Immortal Elder entered, dressed in an old Daoist robe.
As he surveyed the Qiongqi Tomb's surroundings, he offered his critiques.
"Your hideout is pretty well done."
"It's just a little too deathly still. You ought to plant some flowers and grass; that would give it more life."
"Still, your method of concealing this hideout was quite good. It took me five thousand years to find you."
As he spoke, Little Immortal Elder had already arrived before Chen Changsheng.
Yet Chen Changsheng did not look kindly upon him at all.
"Are Wu Li and the others dying?"
Chen Changsheng suddenly asked an utterly out-of-the-blue question.
Hearing this, Little Immortal Elder said with a chuckle, "Not yet. Desolate Heaven Emperor Wu Li and the others are vigorous as dragons and fierce as tigers. There won't be any major problem within a hundred thousand years."
"Did something happen to Nian Sheng?"
"Not at all. That little girl is quite lively, so there won't be any major problem for her in the short term either."