"Yes, I saw him."
Recalling the brief meeting from just half a day ago, the other party's bearing, manner of speech, realm, and cultivation had impressed even the well-traveled Cloud Touching Cave Master.
"Though he is a rogue cultivator, Azure Sun Devil Monarch possesses the bearing of a ruler over a region. He is no less impressive than Fellow Daoist Huangfu!"
The words came from the bottom of his heart.
Yet when they fell upon Huangfu Song's ears, they sounded particularly grating.
"My Huangfu Lineage descends from the imperial bloodline of the Northern Sea's mightiest dynasty of old. How can a mere rogue cultivator, even if he bears the title of Devil Monarch, be mentioned in the same breath as me?"
"Oh?"
Cloud Touching Cave Master glanced at him with a faintly smiling expression and spoke.
"If he does not even catch your eye, Fellow Daoist, why did you repeatedly speak before me and exaggerate his capabilities?"
"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Huangfu is deliberately sowing discord? Hmm?"
That drawn-out "hmm" made the smile somewhat chilling.
Huangfu Song's expression shifted slightly.
This master, renowned among the Ten Thousand Immortals Society's rogue cultivators for artifact forging, had not seemed so sharp-tongued before. Yet now, he was trading barbs with him, each word a pearl.
During that half-day trip to Peng Lake, what exactly had he discussed with Azure Sun Devil Monarch?
What Huangfu Song did not know was that figures like Cloud Touching Cave Master, who had clawed their way up from among rogue cultivators through a single craft, were not incapable of verbal sparring. They had merely reached a certain level where they could not be bothered to haggle over every word.
But clearly, after pondering matters on the way back, Cloud Touching Cave Master had gradually realized that