Chapter 964: Changes in Tang of the East (Part One)

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Does Xuan Yi really only belong to the Eternal Realm Level?

Jian Wushuang had carried this question in his mind for a long time and had yet to find an answer for it. It was only until today that he found the courage to ask Xuan Yi for an answer.

“Ha ha” Xuan Yi laughed. “I’m definitely only at the Eternal Realm level. Any Dao Master may just kill me. Your current strength is much stronger than mine.”

Jian Wushuang was full of doubts.

Really? Merely of the Eternal Realm level?

“That’s all for now, there are some things that you don’t know now but soon, you will. Your current priority is to quickly restore your strength because Tang of the East is in big trouble. They are still waiting for you. “Xuan Yi laughed heartily before falling completely silent.

Hearing his master’s words, Jian Wushuang felt utterly helpless.

But he relaxed soon after.

“Master, no matter who you are, what your origin and background are, and no matter how strong you are, you are my master and will always be my master. Once a teacher, always a father!”

Jian Wushuang murmured in his heart.

Jian Wushuang was full of gratitude towards his master, a person who seemed to have no desire for anything.

His master had helped him a lot and saved him numerous times.

He decided that from that day onwards, no matter what his Master’s orders were, he would fulfill them to his best ability, as long as they did not violate his principles.

After finishing their talk, Jian Wushuang immediately recalled Xuan Yi’s words.

“Tang of the East is in big trouble?”

Deep in thought, Jian Wushuang fetched a message token from the Interspatial Ring.

This token belonged to Wang Yuan.

“Big Brother Wang Yuan.” Jian Wushuang sent his message over.

In the newly rebuilt Imperial Palace of Tang of the East, Wang Yuan sat in a secret chamber, concentrating on cultivating an elixir. Upon receiving Jian Wushuang’s message, he widened his eyes. He lost control of his fire and a huge bang was heard from inside the alchemy stove. The elixir he had been refining turned into ashes instantly.

But Wang Yuan did not care for this. He immediately retrieved Jian Wushuang’s message token.

“Third bother! Third brother!” Wang Yuan sounded elated. “It’s really you, did you not die?”