Su Qian did not let down his guard. He thought highly of Xiao Yan as well. Even if the man before him was a Dou Zun, he still had to protect him.
"Xiao Yan is my old friend's disciple. I came to see him and, while I was at it, ask about his teacher."
Seeing that Feng Xian did not seem to be lying, Su Qian led him to Xiao Yan.
"Xiao Yan, someone is here to see you."
"Elder Su Qian, who is this?"
"I would like to speak with Xiao Yan alone."
Su Qian thought it over, then nodded and left.
Only after Su Qian had gone did Feng Xian speak. "Yao Chen, come out. I already know you're here."
Xiao Yan immediately became wary and even pulled out the Heavy Black Ruler. At the sight of it, Feng Xian revealed a nostalgic expression.
"Who are you?"
"Feng Xian, how did you know I was here?"
Yao Chen's soul form emerged from the ring.
"Teacher, he..."
"Don't worry. He is my old friend, Feng Xian. You can call him Martial Uncle Feng."
"Greetings, Martial Uncle Feng."
"Mm, not bad. You finally opened your eyes for once and took in a good disciple."
"Cut the nonsense. How did you know I was here?"
"Someone naturally told me you were here. Otherwise, I wouldn't even know where you died."
When Yao Chen and Feng Xian, this pair of bickering old friends, got together, all they did was trade barbs. Xiao Yan was left utterly bewildered.
After chatting for a while, Feng Xian finally got down to business.
"Yao Chen, come back to Starfall Pavilion with me. I'll find a way to revive you."
"No. I can't leave this place yet."
"For his sake?"
"That's right!"
"Do you know that you