He, nevertheless, didn't go any further with his disapproval after having a second thought; he soon kicked started the preparation for the raw materials.
Right after his departure, a figure darted into the sect like a shooting star. He showed up on the great central square in the blink of an eye.
It was no other than Li Taixuan.
On getting informed by the secondary chief senior about Lin Xiao's situation, he hastened to rush back, even if he failed to get around to more details about his junior martial uncle's wounds.
For his part, to save time was equal to saving Lin Xiao. He had to see Lin Xiao straight away and figure out proper treatments in accordance with Lin's situation.
So he sped up his return to the utmost and soon left the others behind.
He intended to rush up to inquire after Lin Xiao as soon as the latter entered his sight.
He, nevertheless, went overwhelmed by a wave of fatigue and almost stumbled — he was terribly out of steam.
He had been activating the spiritual treasure since Lin Xiao got buried by the landslide.
He could hardly take the extremely energy-consuming operation even if he boasted a martial capacity at the Yinyang Realm.
Compounded with the successive speedy return, he finally reached the utmost limit of his power.
On seeing Lin Xiao safe and sound, an enormous sense of relief kicked in; he could no longer stand on his feet.
Fortunately, Lin Xiao soon got the hold of him and helped him stand still.
"Esteemed martial master, don't worry. You need a sound rest now."
Lin Xiao's heart melt on seeing Li Taixuan's concern about him, as the latter already cast away his prestigious manner as a patriarch for his sake.
Li Taixuan was covered with dirt all over his body, and even his hair color changed accordingly. Compounded with his ragged clothes, he appeared literally like a beggar.
Lin Xiao was fully aware — his martial master couldn't have looked like this if he hadn't solely focused on him.
He soon, nonetheless, realized that this wretched situation applied to the Taixuan disciples who just returned from the Suomo Sect.
They all looked extremely exhausted and shabby — it was all because of him.
He couldn't know it better.
Without saying anything, he could only extend his gratitude for them with a most respectful bow.
He, nevertheless, failed to do it as Li Taixuan stopped him right away.
As he restored a bit of energy, he soon went daunted on seeing his junior martial uncle bow to them.
He found himself culpable for Lin Xiao's dangerous lot — the latter wouldn't have risked his life if he had tagged along or just had persuaded Lin out of exploring the wonderland.
In his eyes, Lin Xiao's grateful bow was nothing they could bear.
What was more important, the Taixuan disciples wouldn't have survived the Suomo attack without Lin Xiao's significant contribution.
Based on that alone, to rescue Lin Xiao was no other than their obligation of honor.