"Wen Qingye, don't go! I am your Martial Uncle Meng!"
Just as Wen Qingye was about to flee, a clear shout traveled from the distance.
Wen Qingye froze when he heard it, then looked in the direction of the voice.
A figure slowly emerged from the horizon. He wore gray robes and had only one arm. It was none other than Meng Yiyu of the Celestial Profound Sect's Life Peak.
In what seemed like an instant, Meng Yiyu rushed before Wen Qingye, his eyes fixed intently on him.
"You must be Wen Qingye, then?"
Wen Qingye nodded without speaking. 'This man's cultivation is leagues above Lim Tian's,' he thought, 'but is he from the Celestial Profound Sect?'
Meng Yiyu nodded and then looked at the Ice Python beneath Wen Qingye, chuckling. "What a ferocious Demon Beast. From the looks of it, this python is about to transform into a Jiao, isn't it? Impressive, most impressive."
"Come, it's time to return to the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain." Meng Yiyu turned back to Wen Qingye.
