The Moon God Pavilion Master had broached the subject, and the elders' astonishment erupted at once!
"Elder Xiong, why have you undergone such earth-shaking changes?"
"Elder Xiong, could you tell us why your cultivation has advanced so greatly?"
"This 'Brick-Moving Palm' is truly profound and unfathomable. This old man has never even heard of it before. Seeing Elder Xiong strike today has truly opened my eyes!"
"And those gloves—they are truly peerless treasures!"
"Elder Xiong, you and your son must have encountered an enormous fortuitous opportunity, mustn't you?"
Qing Yin Xianyun and the others all stared at them, their excited expressions nearly impossible to suppress.
In the blink of an eye.
More than ten people had gathered before them, their faces filled with anticipation and reverence.
The once utterly ordinary Xiong Fen and son had become the focus of the scene.
In the past, at such a glorious moment of being surrounded like stars around the moon, the father and son would surely have boasted excitedly, or been unable to resist offering a few strategically humble words.
But after being tempered on Shadow Island, their horizons and states of mind had changed dramatically.
As their former grudges melted away, the knots in their hearts had also been untied.
They had long ceased to care about such worldly glory.
The father and son exchanged smiles, their expressions as calm as still water.
Whether it was victory or defeat at present, or the cultivation arts and achievements that amazed everyone, to them they were merely ordinary matters. All worldly honor and disgrace were like clouds passing before the eyes. Especially compared to the people on the island, they were not worth mentioning at all.
That serene smile left everyone stunned.
Unflustered in the face of life and death, yet without the slightest