Hearing it concerned Tang Xiaotang, Xu Yuanzhen finally stopped ignoring him.
But the dark thunderclouds didn't stop, nor did their speed slow; they kept flying forward.
Xu Yuanzhen's voice floated down from the sky: "Just let her be."
On the cloud vessel, Ye Cheng watched the dark thunderclouds moving further away and finally spoke again, "When I encountered Tang Xianzi, there also happened to be a Taoist from Pure Yang Palace present."
The speed of the dark thunderclouds slowed, eventually stopping in mid-air.
Xu Yuanzhen, who was sitting atop the clouds, now stood, turned, and looked down at the cloud vessel below.
Ye Cheng stood with his hands behind his back. As his retainers signaled, amidst the surging sea of clouds, the huge cloud vessel ascended, reaching the same height as the dark thunderclouds.
He stood at the bow, looking at Xu Yuanzhen and Lei Jun on the thunderclouds, and smiled as he greeted them with a cupped fist,
