For a full thirty years.
"To answer your question, Senior."
"He… his name is Xu Han!"
"Right now, he's about to die! I'm begging you, Senior, please save him! The Black Abyss couldn't find the Black Lotus Saint or the Wind Snow Sword Immortal, so they intend to use him to fulfill their quota. They want to offer him to the Black Abyss Ancestor to serve as a vessel for a soul possession…"
The frail figure kowtowed, her head striking the ground, her words filled with desperate concern as she pleaded with Su Chen.
A faint understanding dawned on her.
This clinic's doctor looked so ordinary, but how could someone who associated with a Great Yu Magic Immortal like Yu Le truly be a mediocre mortal!
'He must be a High Tier Qi Cultivation Immortal.'
'Or even…'
'...one of the other two of the Three Immortals of Great Yu.'
"Hey, hey."
"You've misunderstood."
"Old Xuu is no 'Senior.' He's really just a normal person. Don't drag him into this."
