Farewell, Martial Saint! Xiao Wuque's Astonishment!

The Martial Saint Manor.

"Senior, what brings you to me again?" Xiao Wuque, dressed in white, appeared before the Blind Elder.

"Someone will come here shortly. I want to meet him," the Blind Elder said.

"Someone?" Xiao Wuque looked puzzled. "Who?"

"A very unusual young man," the Blind Elder said.

As he spoke, nothing changed in his empty eye sockets. There was only endless, fathomless black, as though the darkness could swallow everything.

A very unusual young man!

A flicker of surprise crossed Xiao Wuque's mind.

He knew who this elder was, and he knew how much the elder had seen.

To be called "very unusual" by him was extraordinary praise.

Several figures immediately came to mind.

Even as he thought, his hands kept moving.

With a wave, a tea set and a steaming pot appeared before him.

"For you to come all this way and wait here for him, I'm curious who he is." Xiao Wuque gestured for the Blind Elder to sit.

He understood what the Blind Elder's sudden visit implied.

Surely the elder had used the Heavenly Secrets Deduction Technique to learn the outcome ahead of time. That was why he had appeared now.

If the Blind Elder cared enough to use the technique despite the backlash from the Heavenly Dao, Xiao Wuque could not help being curious.

"Your Heavenly Secrets Deduction Technique must have grown stronger too, Senior?" Xiao Wuque asked.

"I didn't deduce it." The Blind Elder shook his head. "I couldn't."

"You couldn't?" Xiao Wuque froze, disbelief spreading across his face. "Who is he? Even your arts of deduction and divination couldn't reveal him?"

"You'll know soon enough." The Blind Elder still refused to say, keeping him guessing.

"There must be a powerful treasure concealing his heavenly secrets. Every attempt I've made to deduce