Old Master Yang shook his head and let out a bitter smile. "Actually, a week ago, Immortal Master Yu Xuzi came to my residence and told me that a great disaster would soon befall me. At the time, I didn't believe him. I thought he was some kind of wandering sorcerer, so I sent him away.
"I never expected that the very next day after the Immortal Master left, I would start feeling splitting headaches and severe chest pains every day, as if I had contracted a terminal illness. These past few days have only gotten worse.
"I immediately realized I had encountered a truly skilled expert. After a painstaking search, I finally managed to find Immortal Master Yu Xuzi again. He didn't hold a grudge and agreed to treat my illness. The appointment was originally scheduled for tomorrow.
"Now it seems the Immortal Master couldn't bear to see me suffer, so he sent you, Daoist Priest, to relieve my difficulties ahead of time."
