In the cemetery.
Ye Feng continued to pour wine for the Old Sect Leader, burning a large batch of paper money, paper mansions, and various paper-made elixirs and ancient divine skill books as offerings.
"Senior Brother, I've sent you some money, along with plenty of mansions and classic books. You, in the spirit world, ought to bless our Misty Holy Sect! If possible, give me a dream tonight with a few Heavenly Venerable Divine Abilities."
"Hehehe!"
Ye Feng couldn't help but tease, knowing only he was aware that the Life Heavenly Venerable of the Old Sect Leader wasn't completely dead and might resurrect, thus he wasn't at all sorrowful.
"Wuwuwu..."
However, Li Jiaojiao, Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, and other senior disciples didn't know the Old Sect Leader was still there, each crying their hearts out, their eyes red.
"Don't cry, don't cry."
Ye Feng patted Li Jiaojiao's head, and also rubbed Huo Yunjie and Shi Lei's heads, smiling brightly.
