"It could be said that way!"
"As for why there is no spiritual energy here, it is because I set up a grand formation outside the Mount of the Gods. That is why this place has no spiritual energy."
Venerable Wanyuan nodded and answered Mu Qingling. He did not deny that he was a cultivator, but his answer was still rather ambiguous.
"What a strange old man."
Mu Qingling was stunned when she heard Venerable Wanyuan's words, then muttered softly. Venerable Wanyuan's actions truly baffled her.
She had heard of reclusive experts who did not want to be disturbed, but they would all turn their homes into paradisiacal blessed lands.
Yet Venerable Wanyuan had sealed this place away, turning it into a dead land without even a wisp of spiritual energy. If that did not make him a strange old man, what did?
Although Mu Qingling's muttering was quiet, Venerable Wanyuan still heard it. However, he showed no sign of anger. Instead, he found Mu Qingling rather interesting.
Now that she knew he was a cultivator, not only was she unafraid of him, she even dared to call him a strange old man. That was far more interesting than how everyone had once treated him with utmost reverence.
"Little girl, who are you? Why do you carry the aura of that Soulless Kid?"
"Hehehe...!"
"Listen carefully, Old Master. This Princess is called Mu Qingling. I came here because someone ambushed me, and I was accidentally swept into a spatial-temporal torrent."
"But... who is this Soulless Kid you mentioned?"
When Mu Qingling heard Venerable Wanyuan ask who she was, she giggled and introduced herself. However, she did not understand who the Soulless Kid he mentioned was.
"You do not know the Soulless Kid? Then where did you get this Soul Palace