The young Daoist boy sensed something at this moment. Turning around, delight appeared on his face. He rose from his seat and gave the newcomer a proper bow. "Senior Brother, when did you arrive?"
Kuai Jing smiled. "I arrived a little while ago."
The hand he had just extended took hold of another Daoist volume on the table. He gestured toward it. "You have made swift progress. You may set the original book aside for now and focus on studying this one."
The young Daoist boy's little face turned solemn. "Yes, Senior Brother." He raised his face again and said earnestly, "Senior Brother, this junior has many points he does not understand and was just about to seek your instruction."
Kuai Jing pushed up his glasses and smiled. "Senior Brother has plenty of time and can teach you slowly. Before you have completed your studies, Senior Brother will not leave. Cultivate the Dao here with peace of mind. Though this world is dangerous, Senior Brother will deal with any minor troubles for you."
Though the young Daoist boy was still small, he could sense that Kuai Jing's words carried another meaning. However, his teacher had instructed him to listen to this senior brother, and being clever, he did not ask further.
After giving his instructions, Kuai Jing left the Daoist residence again. Halfway there, his figure flickered, and he appeared directly at the entrance to the Daoist temple. At that moment, he saw more than ten flying vessels approaching from afar.
When the Daoists saw the flying vessels, they seemed to have long been prepared. They immediately stopped what they were doing and retreated into the Spirit Pass.
The flying vessels swiftly drew near the mountain ridge. Then several points of light flashed one after another beneath their hulls. Even