"Indeed. A hundred years apart, yet you worthy siblings have lost none of your old bearing. Truly something to rejoice over," Lin Xuan said with a faint smile.
Though he had already guessed as much, when he saw Lin Xuan truly nod and admit it, Dugu Mou still felt as if he were dreaming. The expression on his face, however, grew even more respectful.
Having escaped his predicament, Lin Xuan was naturally in an excellent mood. He stood where he was, hands clasped behind his back, smiling. On the other side, however, every immortal cultivator of the White Shark Gang had terror written across their faces. This mysterious cultivator actually knew their enemies.
They likewise could not fathom Lin Xuan's realm, but from the Blue Electric Shark trembling nonstop alone, they knew he was certainly no small matter—definitely an old fellow above the Nascent Soul Realm.
What were they supposed to do?
"Little Sister Dugu, I never expected you to have also entered Horizon Sea Pavilion, and even successfully condensed a Golden Core," Lin Xuan said, turning his head to look at the young woman beside him, his face full of a calm smile.
"Senior overpraises me. If Senior had not acted out of righteousness and lent me a hand back then, this junior would long since have been buried in the belly of a demonic beast. Your great kindness and virtue are something this junior will never forget, even when my teeth fall out." The palace-dressed young woman gave a graceful curtsy, the expression on her face respectful to the extreme.
Lin Xuan's expression was calm. He opened his mouth and was just about to say something more when his brows suddenly lifted. As if sensing something, he turned his head. "Trying to leave? Did this venerable one ever