Lin Xuan had not wanted to meddle, but since this woman was a cultivator of Floating Cloud Valley, watching her die seemed a little hard to justify.
Besides, Lin Xuan still had some questions he wanted to learn from her mouth.
With that thought, Lin Xuan no longer hid his cultivation. Spiritual power flowed through his body, and an astonishing aura immediately spread out. The Demon Cultivator had already raised his hand, intending to get rid of this troublesome mortal, but the sudden change left him dumbstruck, his expression wonderfully vivid.
However, this man reacted extremely quickly as well. He hurriedly bent at the waist and gave a deep salute. "Junior Shen Yang, a disciple of Extreme Demon Cave, greets Senior."
Extreme Demon Cave?
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and he had no interest in discerning whether the other party's words were true or false.
Now that the demonic path held great power, the Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil was publicly acknowledged as the number one person in You Province, and many Demon Cultivators from other sects often falsely claimed to be subordinates of the Demon Supreme.
There were plenty of swaggering frauds in the mortal world, and cultivators were countless as well.
Unfortunately, while that name might work on others, Lin Xuan did not put it in his eyes at all. Even the Demon Supreme's sole personal disciple addressed him as a brother; this laughable fellow before him still wanted to pull on tiger skin and use it as a grand banner?
Lin Xuan had not wanted to bully the weak with strength, but he was even less in the habit of letting the tiger return to the mountain. He sighed, said no more, raised his hand, and flicked lightly. A dazzling sword