Wang Ziyu stood at the edge of the ruins, looking up at the red-robed figure in the sky, his expression utterly grim.
The foremost disciple of the Jade Capital Tower, Wang Canglan.
Among the younger generation of the Eastern Region, that name was like an insurmountable mountain.
Others might not know the inside story, but Wang Ziyu knew it perfectly well.
He had not accompanied this girl on her journey to Spirit Mountain, but for the Elixir Cauldron Sect to have returned to Great Tang intact, they must have already offended Wang Canglan.
Yet he had never imagined this.
Someone of Wang Canglan's standing would travel countless miles over such a grievance, personally pursuing her into the demon heartland of the You Mountain Grand Vein.
Since when had the Jade Capital Tower stooped to such conduct?
Wang Ziyu gritted his teeth and looked at the black-robed girl standing before him, her hands clasped behind her back.
In all fairness, after witnessing Jiang Yuechu's abilities, he did not think she fell far short of Wang Canglan.
But that was Wang Canglan, after all.
That fearsome reputation, long etched into his bones, instinctively stirred a measure of worry in Wang Ziyu.
However formidable this girl might be, what chance did she have against an established prodigy whose foundations were unfathomably deep?
What was more, Wang Canglan represented the Pure Yang Lineage of the Jade Capital Tower.
If things truly spiraled beyond control here in the You Mountain Grand Vein...
At that thought, Wang Ziyu could no longer concern himself with anything else.
He hurried to Jiang Yuechu's side, lowered his voice, and spoke rapidly.
"Don't rush into anything."
"This man is the foremost disciple of the Jade Capital Tower. He's no ordinary opponent... I'm a direct disciple of Tai'a from the Mysterious