But stranded in this foreign land, he had no way to communicate with the Sect Master.
Fortunately, as long as he did not die, the Battlefield Mark would not vanish. The Sect Master and the others could use this to judge whether he was safe.
"What was that Dao Soldier?" Feng Wujiang asked another question.
Jian Guhong and the others had begun speculating about Lu Ye's origins precisely because they had seen Dao Thirteen.
Likewise, Feng Wujiang had seen the Dao Soldier and thus confirmed that Lu Ye was a cultivator from Nine Provinces.
"It's a rather winding tale." Lu Ye then recounted in detail how Yu Daiwei had captured him and taken him to a small, isolated Secret Realm.
Feng Wujiang raised his brows after listening. "What did that Venerable Lord look like?"
"His appearance was very ordinary; there was nothing particularly remarkable about him. But his cultivation should be very high. As for his height... about this tall." Lu Ye gave a simple description.
"Taishan!" Feng Wujiang immediately understood and saw through the Venerable Lord's identity.
"Eldest Senior Brother knows him?" Lu Ye could not help recalling that the first thing Eldest Senior Brother had asked upon seeing him was, "How is Taishan?"
Now it seemed that he had probably mistaken Lu Ye for one of Taishan's people. Otherwise, why would a Dao Soldier be following him?
"More than know him." Feng Wujiang revealed a nostalgic look. "Taishan and I became acquainted when we were still insignificant. He was my most capable subordinate back then. He had also studied the method of refining Dao Soldiers, so naturally he knew how to make them."
"You said just now that he had something shaped like a round disc in his hand?"
"Yes. He showed it to me then, as though