A Martial Saint Strikes, Shaking the East Sea!

The next day.

Outside the National Preceptor's Residence.

"Marquis Dongling, we'll see you off here!" Xiang Yuan said cheerfully.

"Martial King, Master Xiao, when there's time, I'll be sure to host you properly!" Jiang Ning said.

"You're too kind, Marquis Dongling!" Xiao Wuque replied with a faint smile.

Then the two walked slowly away through the snow.

"Junior Brother, I didn't expect our teacher to value him so highly that he'd make another move for his sake," Martial King Xiang Yuan said as he walked beside Xiao Wuque.

Beside Xiang Yuan's broad, towering frame, Xiao Wuque looked thin and frail, like an ordinary scholar.

Xiao Wuque slowly shook his head. "Senior Brother, I think you've mistaken our teacher's intentions."

"What's your view, Junior Brother Xiao?" Xiang Yuan asked.

"By making a move, our teacher did show that he values Jiang Ning. But he also seized the chance to warn the world! It's been so long since he last struck that many have nearly forgotten his divine might. The Mysterious Origin Blessed Land was only a blessed land, making it a suitable target," Xiao Wuque said.

"You mean our teacher's support for Marquis Dongling was merely a matter of timing?" Xiang Yuan asked.

Xiao Wuque smiled faintly. "Senior Brother Xiang, you've grown quite eloquent!"

At Xiao Wuque's teasing, Xiang Yuan broke into a grin.

Thump! Thump!

He gave Xiao Wuque two heavy pats on the shoulder. Xiao Wuque stumbled, and the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly.

The force had spread evenly through the earth beneath him.

"Come to think of it, Junior Brother Xiao, did you notice anything different about Marquis Dongling?" Xiang Yuan asked.

"What difference?" Xiao Wuque's eyes narrowed.

"His eyes are unusually bright," Xiang Yuan said.

A thoughtful look entered Xiao Wuque's eyes.

After a moment, he