"Master, my whole body feels like it's burning!"
At Stoneborn's words, Yi Shuyuan had yet to move when Jiang Lang stepped in of his own accord.
Jiang Lang opened his mouth and blew out a faint, cold mist. It curled around Stoneborn and Qi Zhongbin before seeping into their bodies, bringing both of them immediate relief.
"Aren't you going to thank your senior?"
At their master's prompting, the old man and the boy promptly thanked Jiang Lang.
"Thank you, Senior!" "Thank you, Senior!"
"No need to be so polite. Still, it looks like you stirred up quite a commotion just now. Old Yi, haven't you beaten the grass and startled the snake?"
Jiang Lang had no need to witness what had happened in the dream. Yi Shuyuan's reaction and the state of his two disciples were enough to tell him there had been a clash.
"Master, this disciple was at fault."
Qi Zhongbin had barely spoken when Yi Shuyuan waved a hand.
"Don't blame yourself. We would have had to meet them sooner or later, and they may not even know what happened."
Yi Shuyuan had sensed the tentative probing just now, with its undertone of caution.
Having said that, Yi Shuyuan turned to Qi Zhongbin again.
"This formation is rather inventive, but its results differ somewhat from what you imagined. It does more than simply bring prophetic dreams. Don't use it again for now."
Qi Zhongbin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, Master!"
Jiang Lang had been studying the ground all this time. As Yi Shuyuan helped his two disciples up, he considered for a moment before speaking.
"Old Yi, this formation you've left behind looks rather interesting. How about I help you track them down?"
Yi Shuyuan looked back at Jiang Lang in surprise. The fellow seemed quite