"For the Saint Lord to appear for you, young friend, is proof enough of how extraordinary you are."
After watching Sage Lord Fenghe leave, Lan Tianmu gave Bai Yi a long look. Clearly, during their earlier duel, Bai Yi had still concealed much that he had not seen.
With that thought, Lan Tianmu said no more. He swept his sleeve, sending a spirit talisman flying straight toward the Lanhai Tower Ship above the clouds.
"Young friend, please."
Lan Tianmu extended a hand, and a stairway of flowing light stretched down from the tower ship to their feet.
Under the envious gazes of the many cultivators from the ten cities, Bai Yi and Lan Tianmu stepped onto the flowing light. Behind them followed the previously defeated Yi Guye and the many inner disciples of the Lanhai Sect.
"To think this tournament would draw the Saint Lord's attention."
"To comprehend the Great Dao to such a degree in the Nascent Soul Realm-it's truly unbelievable!"
The patriarchs of several Fallen Mountain lineages who had witnessed Sage Lord Fenghe's arrival spoke in amazement, occasionally glancing at the gloomy-faced patriarch of the Jiu Household beside them.
This Fallen Mountain Ten-City Grand Tournament had originally been held to make a name for the Jiu Household's genius son-in-law.
Now, however, Bai Yi's appearance had utterly ruined their plan to use their son-in-law's appointment as a Lanhai Sect True Disciple to build momentum and establish the Jiu Household's supremacy over Fallen Mountain's five households.
"Hmph, just some genius who sprang out of a crack in a rock."
"Once he reaches the Lanhai Sect, he'll learn what a real genius is!"
"A real genius?"
"If even he doesn't count as a real genius, does anyone?!
"He crushed a prodigy of his own realm with nothing but the influence