As for Chang Yu and the other two, they grew ever more astonished. Though these past few days had been short, and they still could not see through Xiao Hua's cultivation, Wu Tianxin had happened to raise several difficult questions about cultivation. He had originally meant to seek Chang Yu's guidance, but before Chang Yu could finish, Xiao Hua mercilessly refuted him. Naturally, Chang Yu was unconvinced and brought out several of his own doubts for discussion. Yet Xiao Hua did not hold much back, answering every one of them in detail. Thus, apart from Xiao Hua asking more about the Yaotai Gathering, as well as the situations in Qingzhou and Yangzhou, the three of them spent most of their time taking turns seeking Xiao Hua's advice.
When, far in the distance, a pillar-like mountain of bluestone stood between heaven and earth like a Jade Gui, its edges lined with undulating peaks, the three had already come to revere Xiao Hua immensely. Seeing Xiao Hua put away the Heavenly Horses and flying carriage, they hurriedly jumped down from their flying birds and flying boat, respectively storing their flight artifacts before standing respectfully beside Xiao Hua.
At the sight of Yaotai Mountain, Xiao Hua could not help but pause in surprise. Earlier, he had not released his divine sense to inspect Yaotai Mountain, so he had not known of this scene. Yet what astonished him was not Yaotai Mountain itself, but the area beneath it. For nearly a hundred li around, tents filled the land. Countless brightly armored soldiers and generals stood around them. The generals' armor differed from one another, and the military banners planted around the tents were likewise varied. Clearly, they were not of a unified standard.
Seeing Xiao Hua's surprised expression, Chang Yu hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist