Originally, Tian Jizi’s opponent was not Yu Jizi, but another person—a senior brother of Xuanzong who was several years his senior.
Alas, his life was cut short, and he passed away before their rivalry could ignite.
Out of necessity, the Sect Leader of Xuanzong had to promote another young disciple to the position of elder brother of Xuanzong, and that person was Yu Jizi.
Everyone thought that this newly raised elder brother would surely be defeated by Tian Jizi, but to everyone’s surprise, he won and even forced Tian Jizi to retreat back to the old lair of the Dao Sect.
Now, seeing these two elderly men with their hair white with age, everyone couldn’t help but sigh.
Tian Jizi waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave Qianyuan Hall.
Then, he half-closed his eyes and looked at Yu Jizi for a long time without uttering a word.
Yu Jizi stood awkwardly in the middle of his bow, and eventually, feeling embarrassed, he let down his raised arm and straightened up.
"Elder brother, you haven’t left the mountain for many years. Why have you come to Sanqing Temple now?"
Tian Jizi sized up Yu Jizi from head to toe but still did not say a word.
Yu Jizi grew increasingly embarrassed, unable to grasp what Tian Jizi meant.
Tian Jizi had fortified Qi Mountain to be as impregnable as a wall of bronze and iron. Despite his fifty years of effort, he was unable to penetrate it in the slightest.
Qi Mountain was also the only place under the heavens not under his control.
Therefore, he had no idea what Tian Jizi had been up to all these years and why he now appeared in such a strange state.
"Elder brother, long time no see. You seem as healthy as you were in your youth. Shall we sit down and have a cup of tea first?" Yu Jizi felt more and more awkward, not knowing what he was saying anymore.
Tian Jizi stared at Yu Jizi as if deep in thought and didn’t bother to respond to him.
Yu Jizi couldn’t bear the awkwardness any longer. He had seen Tian Jizi a few times fifty years ago, both openly and covertly, and they had clashed many times. He knew Tian Jizi’s disposition thoroughly, but at this moment, he found it somewhat impenetrable.
What is this old fellow up to?
The staring made one’s skin crawl.
Yu Jizi shook out his sleeves and respectfully bowed to Tian Jizi, then sat down first.
Tian Jizi finally had enough of staring and curiously asked, "Who are you? Why is it that others have white clothing and black hair, yet you have white hair and black clothing?"
"Pfft..." Yu Jizi spat out the tea he had just sipped.
He stared at Tian Jizi in disbelief, just as Tian Jizi had stared at him moments before.
How could Tian Jizi, who was always so stern and proper, act ?
How could such words come out of his mouth?
At that moment, there was a knock at the door, and a white-clothed Dao boy holding freshly brewed tea stood at the entrance.
After knocking, the boy paused for a moment at the door. Seeing that Tian Jizi showed no sign of acknowledging him and without waiting for his permission, the boy brought in the tea himself.
Placing the tea on the table, Yixi bowed to Tian Jizi and Yu Jizi and respectfully said, "Master, Uncle Master, please enjoy your tea."
Tian Jizi sat down opposite Yu Jizi and said to Yixi, "Zijin, sit down too, and keep your master company for a chat."
Yixi: "..." Alright then, he had gotten used to it over the past few days, but in front of Yu Jizi... He still had to explain.
"Master, I’m not the elder brother. I’m Yixi!"
"Nonsense," Tian Jizi shook his head and said, "Yixi is still on Qi Mountain. I didn’t bring him here."
"But I did come, Yixi came too," Yixi explained.
"I didn’t bring Yixi here. How could Yixi possibly come? Zijin, there are guests present. Don’t be silly."
Yixi: "..." Well, he was at a loss for words.