"Senior Yu Bi overpraised me. I only have my family's cultivation to thank for who I am today," Rong Shao replied respectfully.
Yu Bi smiled faintly and stopped paying attention to Rong Shao, turning his gaze toward Huang Yangshu.
"Little friend, you should have reached the Integrated Body Late Stage by now, correct?"
"Just as Senior said," Huang Yangshu replied.
"Not bad." Yu Bi nodded, a satisfied look on his face.
His eyes shifted again, settling on Rong Luan.
"Fellow Daoist Rong Luan, I recall that aside from little friend Huang Yangshu, there should be three more outer elders from the sect currently within Yujiang Province: Rong Yiwen, Rong Shu, and Rong Zhi. Where are they? Summon them back to Rong Ridge at once. I wish to see them."
At those words, an indescribably complicated look flashed through Rong Luan's eyes. After a brief hesitation, she spoke.
"This... Rong Yiwen and Rong Shu... have already met with misfortune and fallen."
"They're dead?" Yu Bi's eyes filled with astonishment.
"Rong Shu died as early as ten years ago, while Rong Yiwen has been dead for nearly two months," Rong Luan said. "I reported news of both their deaths to the sect. Besides, the sect has their soul lamps. Elder Yu Bi, were you unaware of their deaths?"
"How did they die?" Yu Bi asked coldly.
"They were both killed, but the murderer left almost no traces behind. The true culprit has yet to be found," Rong Luan said.
Yu Bi's face frosted over, his gaze sinister and shadowed by an inexplicable unwillingness.
It was as though some treasure that had been firmly in his grasp had suddenly gone missing.
"Elder Yu Bi, this is not the place to talk. Please come to the Rong Clan. I have prepared a banquet to