Wen Qingye sat in a corner, gazing at the yellow sands in the distance. He knew he must have missed his appointment with the old ancestor of the Desert North Ancient Land. It was likely too late for that now. 'Might as well start looking for the Nascent Vein Flower I need.'
"Hey, waiter! Get over here! This lord has some questions for you."
Suddenly, a bellow erupted from a table not far from Wen Qingye. A large, bald man was seated there with a swagger, a massive blade resting beside him. Its sharp, peerless aura was terrifying to behold.
Wen Qingye looked closer. 'Isn't that Tu Bai?'
Back at the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele, this man and his giant blade had single-handedly defeated two of Taiyi Pavilion's brilliant young experts. Only Hankong had managed to narrowly defeat him, and even then, Hankong had been seriously injured in the process.
