Tan Shuchang felt a pang of melancholy, not because he lamented that under the vortex, a being of the same realm as the Ancestor of the Dao had been suppressed. It was the familiarity of suddenly having an additional "master" that made him slightly reminiscent.
For it was in this same manner that he had encountered his first benefactor, the elder of Black Heart Mountain, though it was not he who had saved the elder. But their first meeting, much like this one, was filled with drama.
He had never been asked if he wanted it!
Although he probably wouldn't have refused, why was he not asked? That was certainly not proper etiquette!
At this moment, Tan Shuchang was of course no longer behind that sheer cliff.
He was in a place called Tianchang Palace.
After all, it was a being of the same realm as the Ancestor of the Dao who had taken him as a disciple, so naturally, upon leaving the area behind the cliff, he swept him along.