Liu Bai raised an eyebrow.
"Of course. Look whose man he is."
Qing Lin leaned in from the side, her little face full of admiration.
"Young Master, Young Master! You were amazing just now! You sent that old grandpa flying with one punch!"
Liu Bai smiled and rubbed her head.
"Of course. Your Young Master never fights a battle he isn't sure of winning."
He turned back and gave the devastated Ice River Valley below one last look.
Ice Venerable was dead, and both his body and soul were in hand.
Although the Great Elder had been spared, Ice River Valley had been gravely weakened after this battle. Who knew how many years it would take for it to regain its former glory.
But that had nothing to do with him.
"Let's go."
Xiao Yi Xian nodded and lightly drew a line through the air before her.
A pitch-black rift appeared out of nowhere.
The three stepped into it and vanished.
Amid the ruins of Ice River Valley, the Great Elder struggled out of the bottom of the pit and looked up at the sky.
There, the spatial rift was slowly closing, and the three figures had already disappeared.
He stared blankly at that patch of sky, speechless for a long time.
Only after a while did he mutter.
"Liu Bai... Liu Bai..."
He remembered that name.
After today, that name would surely resound across the continent.
Holy Pill City.
Space rippled faintly, and three figures appeared out of thin air in the secluded courtyard.
Liu Bai stretched and took a deep breath.
"There's nowhere as comfortable as home."
Xiao Yi Xian smiled faintly but said nothing.
Qing Lin darted into the house in a flash, shouting.
"We're finally back, I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep!"
Liu Bai laughed and