Seeing this, Qing Chen hurriedly channeled his magic power and gently helped Yue Ting up, saying kindly:
"There's no need for such a grand gesture. We come from the same hometown, so why stand on ceremony? Tell me exactly what happened to Xie Yu."
Seeing that Qing Chen intended to help, Yue Ting was overjoyed and immediately recounted the whole story to him in full.
Over the past few years, war had raged around Chanda Island. The situation was extremely tense, and many cultivators had fallen in the fighting, with devastating casualties.
In view of this, the sect had ordered cultivators from all the second-level islands directly under its authority to be conscripted and sent to fight on the front lines.
As a disciple with a low-grade spiritual root, nearly sixty years old and barely at the seventh layer of Qi Refining, Xie Yu had naturally been placed on the conscription list.
Yue Ting, being an alchemist, had originally been exempt.
However, deeply worried about his master's safety, he had resolutely headed to the Chanda battlefield.
Daoist Pujin, the Vice Island Master of Blackwood Island, had come on fiercely, his presence oppressive. He had fought Elder Shangshan in fierce battles many times, each one incredibly brutal.
During one engagement, Yue Ting had encountered a Blackwood Island cultivator at the Qi Refining ninth layer who possessed exceptional techniques and considerable strength.
Yue Ting spent most of his time refining pills and had relatively little practical combat experience. Fighting was not his strength, and although he possessed a high-grade magical artifact, his training in secret techniques was insufficient.
Thus, during their clash, that cultivator had firmly suppressed him, leaving him struggling to fend off the attacks.
Just then, the Blackwood Island cultivator at the Qi Refining ninth layer had seized an opening