"What?"
Lin Xuan had already raised his right hand, demonic Qi surging from every inch of him. He could not only drive the vital energy of the Five Elements—if he used the Second Nascent Soul as the lead, even the demonic Qi filling the sky could be easily turned to his own use.
"You... know me?"
Although Lin Xuan had already guessed that this woman had seen through his identity, what he had imagined was that she had recognized him as an immortal cultivator from the Spirit World—not that even his name would be leaked like this.
Was this some kind of joke? This was his first time coming to this world. How could anyone recognize him? Unless...
Saint Ancestor Bingpo!
The moment he thought of that name, Lin Xuan shuddered from head to toe.
Could this woman have heard of him from Bingpo?
No. Lin Xuan shook his head. Bingpo did know him, true, but she only knew his surname was Lin. He had never revealed his full name. If even Bingpo did not know it, where could this woman have learned it from?
At this thought, Lin Xuan let out a breath, yet the doubts in his heart did not lessen in the slightest. He raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the woman. "You know me?"
At this moment, Lin Xuan no longer hid his cultivation. He breathed in deeply, and powerful magic power blasted out from within his body.
"Hmph, mid-Dongxuan. Nothing more than that. I truly don't know why Brother Xiaojian thinks so highly of you." The woman's voice entered his ears, a trace of surprise on her face.
"Brother Xiaojian?" Lin Xuan was first stunned, then his expression became strange. "You mean Tian Xiaojian?"
"So you really do know him. In that case,