Bab 434: Returned to the East

"Just him? A cultivator from the Eastern Plains? Master, are you making fun of me?"

The woman frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with this answer.

"My good disciple, don't underestimate the heroes of the world."

The old man stroked his white beard, but his turbid eyes revealed a lucidity that could see through illusions. The old man pointed out, and the water in the pond wrinkled as if blown by the spring breeze.

At a certain moment, the water in the pond rippled, and Victor's face was reflected.

He sat on the roof and looked up at the sky. There was no sadness or joy.

"Eastern Plains, hehe. I don't know when, but the plain that could support a collapsing building, the plain that could turn the tide has now become the land abandoned by immortals now?

"Forget it, my good disciple. You must remember that perhaps in the entire world, only this person can help you advance to the nascent soul realm or even the soul formation realm.