At the same time, Lin Hezhuo and Han Yu, who had been tending to their injuries elsewhere, also finished their meditation one after another and rose from the ground.
Only Xiao Yue, whose injuries were the most severe, remained seated cross-legged, silently circulating her cultivation to heal herself.
"I am Han Yu. This is my senior sister, Xiao Yue, and over there is my master, Xiao Wujian."
"Greetings, Fellow Daoists. Thank you, all three of you, for lending us your full support earlier. You saved our lives!"
The moment he got to his feet, Han Yu hurriedly spoke.
He first introduced himself and his companions. Then, gratitude filling his face, his gaze paused on each of the three before finally settling on Su Shi'er.
Among the three, the strongest in cultivation and strength was undoubtedly East Sea Sword Saint Liu Hua.
Yet he could see clearly that the one calling the shots among them was Su Shi'er beside Liu Hua.
Hmm? Han Yu?
The same name as Senior?
Could it be... a coincidence?
Upon hearing Han Yu's introduction, Lin Hezhuo's eyelids twitched sharply, and his first reaction was to turn and look at Su Shi'er.
Su Shi'er's earlier self-introduction was still fresh in his mind.
Hearing this, Su Shi'er swiftly exchanged a glance with Liu Hua. A flicker of surprise passed through both their eyes.
But it was not because of Han Yu's name!
"Xiao Wujian? In the legends of Muyun Prefecture on Azure Star, there was once a peerless genius of the sword named Xiao Wujian! Could it be..."
His peripheral vision sweeping quickly over Xiao Wujian's back, Su Shi'er immediately asked Han Yu.
"That is correct. The person Fellow Daoist speaks of is indeed my master! However, since Fellow Daoist mentioned the legends of Muyun Prefecture, it seems