The Most Generous Master Ever

"Haha… Elder Qi, it's been many years since we last met. I miss you." In the Zenith Heaven Hall, an old man with white hair and a youthful face laughed loudly. He quickly walked towards Qi Huan and greeted him.

This person was the Patriarch of the Yu Clan, an ancient large clan in the God Domain. He was a Dao Sacrificial realm expert. His strength was unfathomable. He had lived for a million years and was extremely shrewd. Moreover, under his lead, the Yu Clan had become stronger day by day. Now, they had already become a giant existence.

The Patriarch of the Yu Clan, Yu Changsheng, was a famous existence among the experts of the older generation. In terms of status, Qi Huan had to call him Senior. It could be seen how important this person was.

As expected, when he heard this hearty voice, Qi Huan immediately perked up and hurriedly went up to greet him. "Senior Yu, what brings you here today?"

Qi Huan was really shocked. He thought that the people who came today were at most experts of the same generation as him. He did not expect this old monster to come too. This scene was a little difficult to suppress.

Yu Changsheng was someone in the same era as Gu Sanqiu. How could Qi Huan dare to show off in front of him?

"Haha… Elder Qi, you must be joking. Other than visiting Senior Meng today, I also want to see how the juniors of my clan are cultivating on the mountain and if they are slacking off." Yu Changsheng said very freely, even though an existence of his level was filled with respect when he mentioned Meng Tianzheng.

Qi Huan immediately understood what he meant. Then, he turned around and said to a disciple of the Zenith Heaven Heaven Hall, "Call all the juniors of Senior Yu's clan over. Tell them that their ancestor is here to see them and tell them to put down what they're doing and come over immediately."

"Yes, Master." When the disciple heard this, he hurriedly retreated and headed to the divine mountain to summon the disciples from the Yu Clan.

Looking at Qi Huan's arrangements, Yu Changsheng smiled and nodded silently. He did not come this time just to see how his juniors were doing on the mountain.

The main reason was that he wanted to see Meng Tianzheng. After all, Meng Tianzheng was a huge mountain pressing down on them. Only they knew the profundities contained in it.

After Qi Huan made the arrangements, Yu Changsheng smiled and asked, "Haha, Elder Qi, I wonder… How has Senior Meng been?

"As a junior, I've always been worried about Senior Meng's health. I didn't want to eat or drink. I also took the opportunity of this Heaven Mending Competition to come up the mountain. I want to personally visit Senior Meng. I wonder…"

The meaning behind his words was obvious. Qi Huan could tell. He only smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Senior. The First Elder is very good. He has already successfully passed the death tribulation. Everything is going smoothly."

"What!" As soon as Qi Huan said this, Yu Changsheng's face instantly darkened in disbelief.

Meng Tianzheng had survived that life and death tribulation? How was this possible? Didn't that mean that he had already broken through the shackles of the Dao Sacrificial realm and advanced to the Immortal King realm? Otherwise, how could he have survived the death tribulation?

Yu Changsheng was more or less in disbelief. He looked at Qi Huan, wanting to see something in his eyes. However, Qi Huan hid it very well. His calm appearance made Yu Changsheng even more convinced that Meng Tianzheng might have really passed the death tribulation. It seemed like his plan was going to be canceled again!

As long as Meng Tianzheng was still alive, he would always be a huge mountain pressing down on them.

"Haha… congratulations. I didn't expect Senior Meng to really break through the death tribulation. This way, my Nine Heavens and Ten Lands can be safe for ten thousand years." Yu Changsheng looked like he was sincerely congratulating him. Qi Huan couldn't tell if he was congratulating him from the bottom of his heart or if he was dissatisfied.

Of course, none of that mattered! The most important thing now was how to send these people away. Thinking of this, Qi Huan had a headache. After a while, he immediately said, "Senior, please take a seat. I've already asked my disciple to invite the juniors of your clan. I believe they'll arrive soon."

"Alright, I'll wait and see! I can also see what they've learned in Senior Meng's supreme orthodoxy." Yu Changsheng smiled cunningly. Meng Tianzheng's lifelong ultimate techniques were all in Star Picking Pavilion. He didn't know how much his descendants had learned, so he was more or less looking forward to it.

On the other side, after Yu Changsheng sat down, another group of people immediately walked in with incomparably domineering steps. The expressions of everyone present changed when they saw the person in the lead.

"Ye Wuhen!" Yu Changsheng stood up from his seat in shock. He really did not expect Ye Wuhen to personally attend today's event. He was quite familiar with this ruthless person. After all, he was also behind the Ye Clan's riot back then. He had seen Ye Wuhen's ruthless methods and knew very well how terrifying this person was.

His appearance was equivalent to a bomb. The scene instantly became tense.

Behind Ye Wuhen were a few elders of the Ye Clan. All of them had sharp brows and starry eyes as they coldly watched every move in the hall, like killing gods. These people had fought their way out of that chaos with Ye Wuhen and were filled with killing intent.

"Patriarch Ye, why are you here too!" Qi Huan stood up in fear as he looked at the cold and ruthless man with long snow-white hair.

"Why? Am I not welcome?" Ye Wuhen looked at Qi Huan and said with a faint smile.

This frightened Qi Huan greatly. He hurriedly said, "Haha, what are you saying? You're giving my Heaven Mending Pavilion face by coming to pay your respects. How could I dare to say that I'm not welcome? Patriarch Ye, please."

Qi Huan was covered in cold sweat. He did not expect Ye Wuhen, this cold-faced killing god, to join in the fun. After thinking about it, it seemed right. His biological son, Ye Qingxuan, happened to be cultivating on the mountain. Perhaps he had not seen his son for a long time and specially came up the mountain to see him.

Ye Wuhen smiled faintly. Just as he was about to sit down, he glanced over and saw Yu Changsheng sitting above. He immediately frowned. "Hmm? Isn't this Senior Yu? It's been many years since we last met. Why didn't you even greet me? Could it be that… you've done something wrong and are too ashamed to face anyone?"

Ye Wuhen looked coldly at Yu Changsheng.

Seeing this scene, Qi Huan broke out in a cold sweat. However, no matter what, Yu Changsheng was still an experienced martial artist. He could still suppress such a scene.

"Haha… Nephew, what are you saying? I've always been upright. When have I done anything wrong? Nephew, you're thinking too much."

Yu Changsheng was more or less afraid of Ye Wuhen. After all, this kid's strength was not inferior to his. Moreover, the Ye Clan was huge. Under his leadership, they gradually regained their former strength, or even became stronger. It was more or less disadvantageous to him to settle old scores with him now.

Looking at the situation in the arena, Qi Huan gradually felt that something was wrong. This scene would probably only be suppressed by Gu Sanqiu.