Just as Xiao Qi was refining the Netherworld Cultivator Commander, Xu Qingtong, who stood guard nearby, suddenly stirred and turned to look toward the Heavenly Mystery Palace.
A moment later, Xu Qingtong said, "Is that Senior Tianji Zi? Since you're here, why not show yourself?"
"Hahaha, Young Friend Xu, you truly are impressive. You actually detected my presence!"
No sooner had the words fallen than a figure gradually appeared not far from Xu Qingtong. It was none other than Tianji Zi of the Heavenly Mystery Palace!
"Senior, I came under orders to support your sect, but I arrived a little late. Your sect's gates had already been breached. Fortunately, I did manage to contribute my meager strength. I intercepted this Spirit Transformation-level Netherworld Cultivator and killed him!"
Tianji Zi thought, Keep pretending, you brat. You arrived ages ago and hid nearby to watch the show, unwilling to lend a hand. My Heavenly Mystery Palace paid a devastating price to wound this man gravely, and you certainly knew how to reap the spoils!
"Thank you for your help, Young Friend Xu! May I ask why Daoist Lü didn't come?"
"Martial Uncle suffered a slight injury while fighting the Netherworld Cultivators and couldn't readily take action, so he sent me instead!" Xu Qingtong said.
"Oh? Daoist Lü was injured? How badly? Is it serious?"
Xu Qingtong secretly regretted it. He had known all along that Tianji Zi harbored sinister intentions. Wasn't he being a fool, revealing Martial Uncle's injury at a time like this?
But things had already come to this, and it was too late for Xu Qingtong to change his story. Fortunately, Tianji Zi was also injured this time, so he was unlikely to go looking for trouble at Juxian Academy.
At this thought, Xu Qingtong said expressionlessly, "Martial Uncle