Yet as he looked at the little figure with its vacant stare, brilliant light shot from the old man's eyes, and wild joy appeared on his face. "Good, good! So it really was that old devil Flower Ancestor. He schemed too cleverly for his own good—who would have thought that old devil would actually die at your hands, Fellow Daoist? This is truly wonderful. Great kindness needs no thanks; once Gu frees himself, I will surely repay you well, Fellow Daoist."
"We can discuss that later. Lin has already answered your question. Shouldn't you also be open and honest about your identity and origins, Fellow Daoist?" Lin Xuan's cold voice entered his ears, his face showing neither joy nor anger.
"That is only proper..."
After learning of the old Flower Ancestor's death, the old man's expression had clearly softened considerably, and even his words carried a bit more gratitude toward Lin Xuan. "This old man is Gu Tianyang, unworthy holder of the title Nine Immortals Palace Master. I offer my respects."
"Nine Immortals Palace Master?"
Lin Xuan raised a hand to his forehead, but not much surprise showed on his face. He had long since anticipated this result. After all, though the old man was a tiger fallen to the plains, his realm could not deceive anyone. The strength of the late Dongxuan Realm was right there before him; compared with the Three Demon Emperors and the six Sea Kings, he was even a notch stronger.
Looking across the Chaotic Sea Region, aside from that mysterious Nine Immortals Palace Master, who could possibly possess such strength? Thus, the other party's identity was actually not hard to guess.
What Lin Xuan was curious about now was how he had fallen into Flower Ancestor's hands.
After all, in terms of strength, this