"It's the same for me. Congratulations on advancing to Lihe, Big Brother." Tian Xiaojian's face was filled with sincerity.
"No, no. I merely happened upon the right chance and had a bit of luck."
When it came to putting on a polite front, Lin Xuan was naturally no worse than Tian Xiaojian.
"This foolish elder brother never imagined that after a mere two hundred years apart, you, Brother, would likewise step into Lihe. Such speed is probably unprecedented and never to be repeated."
"Heh heh, Big Brother flatters me. I was just fortunate as well." Tian Xiaojian spouted nonsense just the same, yet his face was covered with sincerity.
Of course, Lin Xuan would not expose him. If the two of them wanted to maintain a friendly relationship, they naturally needed a certain "mutual understanding." Though each sneered inwardly at the other's so-called luck, their faces showed absolute belief.
It was as if the fact that they could advance to Lihe at such inhuman speed really was only due to good luck. If any other immortal cultivator happened to pass by here, they would surely be so angered by the pair's hypocrisy that they coughed blood.
Yet Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian handled it with perfect ease. For the two of them to have reached this point, they had relied not only on strength, but also on the skill to be smooth and slick in every direction.
"By the way, since you've already advanced to Lihe, Brother, why do you look so battered? Could it be that you ran into a powerful enemy on the road?" Lin Xuan said with a face full of concern. Of course, what he cared about was not whether Tian Xiaojian lived or died, but rather probing from the side to dig out some useful