Yu Tiancheng looked at their embarrassment and could not help sighing. Then he said, "Qingtong, tell me how your mission went."
At his master's question, Xu Qingtong immediately perked up. "Master, our mission this time was to help the Wuji Sect kill the seventh-tier demon beasts in the Secret Realm. It all began..."
Xu Qingtong recounted the course of their mission, explaining everything from beginning to end.
Despite his advanced age, Yu Tiancheng listened with his heart pounding in alarm and his emotions surging.
"Siwen, I was always worried that your cultivation wasn't high enough, afraid something might happen to you. Now it seems my worries were rather unnecessary. Your cultivation has already surpassed anything I can compare with! Ah, I'm old! This world belongs to you young people now!"
Xu Qingtong caught a trace of desolation in his master's words and said, "Master, you're only three hundred years old, yet you've already reached mid-stage Golden Core. You're even somewhat stronger than the Ancestor Dongfang! You mustn't lose your drive to advance, or improving your cultivation further will become harder than hard!"
Yu Tiancheng fell silent for a long while, then nodded firmly. "Qingtong is right. I've become caught up in appearances! Don't worry, I won't abandon myself to despair. Though I can't catch up with you, I'll do my best not to let you two little brats leave me too far behind!"
Hearing their master's words, Xu Qingtong and his senior sister exchanged smiles, both relieved.
"All right, if there's nothing else, go back. I still have to cultivate!" With the knot in his heart untangled, Yu Tiancheng began showing them the door.
"Senior Sister, go on ahead. I still have something to report to Master!" After a moment's hesitation, Xu Qingtong spoke to Du Siwen.
"What is it