"He changed his appearance. His true face... was rather 'strange and distinctive,' like an old acquaintance returning. If my master saw it, it would trouble him again. Still, he probably just looked alike. After all, those messy affairs were separated by more than one era."
Wu Liuji's gaze turned strange as he scrutinized Wang Xuan in secret. He truly felt that this face clashed with his master!
"But why did his temperament and bearing also possess similar traits? This has some problems." Dao-imperialized texture flowed within his eyes, producing strange lightning and fire.
Others mocked him in secret as an "ascetic cultivator," saying he had wasted thirty thousand years. Yet he had actually gained some things beyond people's understanding, such as Lightning Fire Heavenly Eye and Supernatural Sense, things outsiders could not compare with.
However, as a top-tier Anomalous Being, he truly had no path left to seek. His road to sainthood had been severed. Thus, after obtaining a "trading token," he entered directly from the Current World.
"Who else wants to spar and trade with me?" Wang Xuan asked from the high platform.
In the distance, Fang Yuzhu sat back down. Elegant and tranquil, she was completely relieved, yet ripples rose in her heart, Flowing Divine Radiance moving through her eyes.
"He has become this strong? Little Zhang, did he save you not long ago?" Fairy Fang asked, seeking to understand the situation.
Sect Master Zhang truly did not want to praise Wang Xuan. He had been fooled all the way here and had called that brat "senior" who knew how many times. It stung his heart, and a fire smoldered in his chest, leaving him stifled.
Old Zhang did not like talking, but beside him was an eloquent ox. It chattered away here, recounting everything about Sect Master