Seven Star Island, Black Iron Profound Mother

Lin Xuan was horrified, and he could not help glancing a few more times at the Yellow-Browed Elder. The other party seemed to sense it and slowly turned his head.

An icy, powerful divine sense swept over him without the slightest restraint. In an instant, Lin Xuan actually felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He hurriedly acted as though facing a great enemy, gathered his origin, guarded the one, and lowered his head with a face full of alarm.

Fortunately, the Qi Concealment Technique Lin Xuan practiced was indeed incomparably profound. Seeing that he was a Core Condensation Realm cultivator, the Yellow-Browed Elder paid him no mind. After giving a snort, he turned his head away.

Yet Lin Xuan felt a pain in his head, as if something had stabbed his sea of consciousness.

Having suffered a small loss, Lin Xuan was both shocked and furious inwardly, but on the surface, he naturally wore a face full of fear. A person had to know how to judge the hour and size up the situation. Right now, Lin Xuan did not dare provoke a late-stage great cultivator.

After a brief hesitation, he suddenly rose and left the open ground of the trade fair.

"Hmph. The juniors these days truly do not understand the rules. Fellow Daoist Yellow-Brow is broad-minded. If a Core Condensation Realm immortal cultivator dared size up this old man so recklessly, I would make him unable to eat it and forced to carry it away." A horse-faced old man spoke in a somewhat ingratiating tone, his face full of fawning.

"Fellow Daoist Qi exaggerates. No matter what, we are of the same human race. Besides, with our status, why bother haggling with a junior?" Ancestor Yellow-Brow replied faintly, though a trace of doubt