"Brother, it's the Spirit Butterfly Pill Immortal's inheritance!"
Xiao Jiu looked at Xiao Yan in utter delight.
Xiao Yan, just as pleasantly surprised, had only just been about to step forward when his expression suddenly changed and he looked toward a tightly shut stone door in another direction. "Hm? Someone's coming!"
Rumble!
Just as Xiao Yan's voice fell, that tightly shut stone door suddenly boomed, and a group immediately swarmed out from within.
The group that had just reached the deepest area clearly had not expected to encounter another team here either, and they instantly bristled like hedgehogs, facing off against Xiao Yan and the others.
"Yan boy?!"
"Teacher?!"
The two groups that had been on the verge of drawing blades a moment earlier immediately relaxed considerably because the leaders on both sides cried out in surprise at the same time.
Yan boy? Teacher? Hm, so the two sides knew each other?
"Teacher, why are you here?"
Xiao Yan looked at the figure leading the group opposite them and asked in astonishment.
He was an elegant middle-aged man dressed in a white robe, tall and slender, with a face as fine as carved jade. He wore a white scholar's cap, an ancient jade hanging at his waist, and his bearing was refined like that of a scholar, the very image of a modest gentleman.
Anyone's first impression of him would probably make them subconsciously praise, Hah, what a handsome middle-aged pretty boy. No, wait—what a handsome middle-aged man.
"Yan boy, Xiao Jiu, why are you two here?"
At the same time, that elegant middle-aged man also spoke.
The two who spoke at the same time were both startled, then burst into laughter together. It was precisely that laugh that made both teams completely relax.
Phew! The other side looked anything