Xue Feng shook his head. Among the elites of these Great Factions and clans, which one wasn't a phoenix among men?
Just now, after Mu Yefan saw the Silver-Plated Token in Bai Yi's hand and realized the situation was beyond him, he had instantly changed his tune and softened his attitude.
It was said that only a prodigy who had truly grown into their strength was a true prodigy.
But after Bai Yi showed that he had the makings of a top-tier powerhouse, Mu Yefan had to weigh the pros and cons.
For these long-established Great Factions and great clans,
what right and wrong, what principles?
Only benefits and strength were their standards.
Bai Yi had shown potential in that regard, and with the might of Six-Celestial City behind him, Mu Yefan had been able to apologize and take his leave so easily.
With Xue Feng's affirmation, Bai Yi hurriedly carried the pill over to Feng Weiyi, who was sitting cross-legged nearby, regulating his breathing and suppressing the injuries within his body.
"Ancestor, this Spirit-Suppressing Origin Pill can help stabilize your injuries."
Hearing Bai Yi's voice, Feng Weiyi nodded with his eyes tightly shut, then drew the Spirit-Suppressing Origin Pill into his mouth.
Strands of starlight-like medicinal power spread through Feng Weiyi's body. Nourished by that vast medicinal power, the Sacred Yang Dao Resonance Flame, which had dwindled to no more than a faint glimmer, finally stabilized.
After a long while, Feng Weiyi's pale complexion gradually returned to normal, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
"I knew I hadn't misjudged you."
"If not for you, the Immortal Alliance would have been buried by my own hand."
Feng Weiyi looked at Bai Yi, his eyes full of relief and emotion. The work countless predecessors of the Immortal Alliance had strived