Hearing Lin Xuan ask about it, the youth surnamed Long burst into laughter. "Junior Brother, that is where you are wrong. What sort of figure is Senior Nailong? How could the likes of us presume to fathom him? The ten great sects have nothing to do with him. Senior is a drifting cloud and a wild crane—no sect whatsoever could recruit him."
"A drifting cloud and a wild crane?"
Lin Xuan was taken aback. This answer was somewhat unexpected. Back in the Demon World, though he had met Nailong True Person once, they had come and gone in haste, merely chatting casually for a bit. As for the other party's origins and background, he naturally knew nothing. Now that he heard his senior brother say this, could Nailong True Person actually be a Rogue Cultivator?
That guess was rather astonishing.
Ever since Lin Xuan had set foot on the path of immortal cultivation, he had joined quite a number of sects and clans. Aside from that, he had also roamed about cultivating and risking his life as a Rogue Cultivator.
And not for a short time, either.
He naturally knew full well how difficult life was for Rogue Cultivators.
Precisely because he had tasted all the bitterness of it, after arriving in the Nailong Realm, Lin Xuan had chosen the Cloud Hidden Sect as a place to settle. Though there had been a certain amount of coincidence and opportunity involved back then, after his identity was exposed, he had not left, but instead smoothly joined the sect, and there had been reasons for that.
It was not merely that he needed a spiritual land to open a cultivation cave, but because the principle that it was easier to enjoy the shade beneath a great tree was displayed to the fullest