Within the Fulóng Mountains, countless cultivators lived in seclusion, and evasive lights occasionally rose and fell.
Yet on this day, wherever three evasive lights radiating gentle Spiritual Pressure passed, all other cultivators moved aside.
There was no other reason.
Each of these three was a Golden Core Cultivator. In particular, the leader's familiar appearance made everyone who saw him greet him respectfully.
There were currently only three Eight-Star Demon Hunters in the Ten Thousand Immortals Society.
Every one of them was a powerful cultivator at the Golden Core Ninth Layer, with incomparably rich experience in battle.
Not only were they formidable in strength, but their status was also exceptionally exalted, second only to the few Nascent Soul True Persons seated high above.
For Fisherman Senior, an Eight-Star Demon Hunter, to personally receive someone, that person was either exceptionally strong or a newly joined Golden Core Cultivator of the Ten Thousand Immortals Society.
Neither type was someone to be taken lightly.
Before a low, narrow mine cave, Duan Li hesitated.
Just as he was about to give up and head for the next cave mansion, Luo Chen suddenly called out to him.
"This place is actually quite good."
Duan Li looked at Luo Chen uncertainly. "Azure Sun Zi, do you have some insight?"
Luo Chen smiled. "Though the scenery here is nothing special, it conceals wind and gathers qi, while the terrain's flow is clear at a glance. From what I can see, spiritual qi has accumulated beneath this place for years, merely lying low without erupting. Cultivating here would surely add the benefit of a hundred years' work."
Duan Li was surprised. "I never thought you had such knowledge of tracing spirit veins and severing meridians, seeking dragons and locating acupoints."
Luo Chen shrugged. "You overestimate me. I'm merely borrowing