The Cold Flame Couple had been famous for many years. They had entered the Void Refinement Stage more than three thousand years ago, and both were currently at the middle stage of Void Refinement, with their reputations well established.
"We hardly deserve such praise. In terms of fame, Fellow Daoist Wang is no less renowned than we are. By the way, your wife didn't come?"
Leng Qingfeng asked curiously. Back when they had been in the Spirit Transformation Stage, they had never been pursued by more than a dozen Spirit Transformation cultivators.
"No, she didn't. What were you talking about just now?"
Wang Changsheng shook his head and changed the subject.
"We were talking about the Profound Spirit Celestial. You entered the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven, Fellow Daoist Wang. You must have brought out quite a few good things, right?"
Han Changfeng said meaningfully.
"I wouldn't call them good things. Most of them were handed over to the sect. I would have liked to keep them all."
Wang Changsheng replied vaguely. He had obtained quite a few Refining Materials from the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven.
"Fellow Daoist Han, has Fellow Daoist Lin from the Nine Flames Sect still not arrived?"
Yang Xuemei asked.
A faint sound of footsteps rang out. Two young men with identical features walked over. One wore a blue scholar robe, while the other wore a golden long robe. Both garments bore a nine-colored flame emblem, marking them as disciples of the Nine Flames Sect.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, we were just talking about you. Come, sit down."
Han Changfeng greeted them with a broad smile.
The two men looked toward Wang Changsheng, their gazes stern.
The Golden Shirt Youth said in a deep voice, "You're Wang Changsheng? Martial Niece Mu died at your hands, didn't she?"
"That's right. She