Outside the thatched cottage, in a simple courtyard surrounded by bamboo.

The old man wore a calm expression.

One reason he allowed Ning Yunmiao to seek help was indeed as Lu Xingqiu had deduced—he believed the offer he made was generous enough, and he didn't think anyone could pose a threat to him.

After all, although he hadn't eaten for a long time and was now virtually powerless, as long as he wished, no one could see or sense him, not even those so-called Human Immortal Realm experts. And since they wouldn't know where he was, how could they deal with him? Not to mention, his escape skills were top-notch.