A few days later, Venerable Wind and Venerable Yao hurried to the Xiao Tribe to meet Xiao Ze.
At the summit of Thunder Mountain stood a magnificent hall, the Xiao Tribe's guest reception hall. Several figures sat casually inside.
"Teacher, this is my third brother. He's now a Dou Sheng Expert." Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao, who had just arrived, and respectfully introduced them.
"Heh, as expected of a young hero. I could tell back in Wutan City that you were no ordinary man. I never imagined that in just a few short years, you'd achieve such greatness. You truly put this old man to shame." Yao Lao looked at Xiao Ze, his admiration plain to see.
"Not at all. Compared with Venerable Yao, I'm still much younger," Xiao Ze said with a smile from the seat of honor in the hall.
Beside Yao Lao sat an elderly man in a green robe. He was clearly Venerable Yao's sworn friend, Venerable Wind.
His gaze settled on Xiao Ze, and he was secretly astonished, marveling at how unfathomable Xiao Ze's strength was.
As the champion of this Pill Gathering and a Ninth-Grade Alchemist, Xiao Ze's name had resounded throughout the Central Plains. Almost everyone knew of him.
Though he was with Starfall Pavilion, he still kept abreast of events across the Central Plains. So when he heard they planned to wipe out a Soul Hall branch, he'd come without hesitation.
"Third brother, this is Venerable Wind, the deputy pavilion master of Starfall Pavilion," Xiao Yan continued.
Xiao Ze looked toward Venerable Wind and nodded. "Venerable Wind, I've heard so much about you."
"You flatter me, you flatter me." Venerable Wind was overwhelmed by the honor.
To be remembered by a Dou Sheng Expert was a tremendous honor in itself.
"Xiao