Inside the dimly lit hall.

Su Yi looked at the man and his soul body, which was on the verge of falling apart. He gestured toward the three-inch, green-skinned gourd. “Do you recognize this?”

The man’s eyes instantly widened, and he couldn’t help but blurt, “That treasure… Why do you have it!? Don’t tell me you’re… You’re His Excellency Su?”

Not far away, the wary young man reacted as if he’d been struck by lightning. His Excellency Su?

Su Yi sighed. “You’re so badly injured that it’s no wonder you didn’t recognize me.”

The man before him was the incarnation of the Heavenspan Yao Vine’s remnant soul. His name was Qing Teng, or “Green Vine”!

The man was instantly excited. “Your Excellency Su, it really is you! I just knew you wouldn’t just up and die for no reason! Wonderful! Wonderful!”

He was practically mad with delight, almost as if he were a child. He made no attempt to disguise his joy or excitement.

His apprentice, however, muttered in a daze, “How could His Excellency the Swordmaster of Abstruse Force… have Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivation…?”

“Mu’er, what do you know!?” shouted Qing Teng. “This is nothing but His Excellency Su’s way of disguising himself...