Feng Xueya's arrival caused very little stir.

Wu Yu had been cultivating in the Martial Palace, doing his best to stabilize his two spiritual sources.

He was completely immersed in this ultimate spiritual art when he suddenly heard someone call "Wu Yu." He was startled, and immediately opened his eyes. A beam of golden light flew from his eyes, shining at the person in front of him.

"Respected Master!"

He had not expected Feng Xueya to appear before him.

Feng Xueya still looked like the same invincible sword saint. His face was aloof, and the white sword lanyard was extremely cool and did not lend itself to be disdained.

The middle-aged man's handsome features would have turned the heads of many a lady.

"It's been a few months. You not only successfully condensed your qi, but also reached the second tier of the Qi Condensation Realm. Even to me, that's quite unthinkable!"

Behind his sternness, there was surprise and also pleasure. He could feel the pride behind Feng Xueya's gaze.

Although Feng Xueya was not presently...