"Why? Do you know me, fellow Daoist?"
The Fire Spirit Sect elder was also extremely sharp, and soon noticed Lin Xuan sizing him up.
"No. I merely felt that you looked somewhat familiar, fellow Daoist," Lin Xuan replied blandly, not batting an eye. In any case, back in Yanzhou, he had been nothing more than a small fry. There was no way the other party would recognize him.
"Oh? Then it seems the two of us must have some fate. I am Li Yaotian of the Fire Spirit Sect. Might I ask your honorable name, fellow Daoist, and where you cultivate?"
"This little brother is Lin Xuan, nothing more than a Rogue Cultivator."
The two chatted for a few more lines. In Li Yaotian's words, there was clearly an intent to draw him in, while Lin Xuan answered vaguely and dealt with him perfunctorily.
Suddenly, a streak of firelight flew over toward them and circled Li Yaotian several times. He reached out and caught it, then immersed his divine sense into it.
Very quickly, a trace of joy appeared in Li Yaotian's eyes. He hurriedly cupped his fist. "My apologies, Fellow Daoist Lin. I have important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave. We shall meet again. My cave abode is inside the little volcano up ahead. When you have time, fellow Daoist, please come to this Li's residence as a guest."
"Of course. If I get the chance, I'll certainly impose on you, fellow Daoist!" Lin Xuan saw him off with a smile.
Li Yaotian waved his hand, turned, and transformed into a ball of fire. After a few flashes, he vanished from sight.
Lin Xuan's expression gradually darkened, but immediately afterward, it returned to normal. With his current status and cultivation, he naturally had no need