Xiao Zhixuan was still Xiao Zhixuan.
But compared to before, he seemed like a different person.
No longer was he that bedraggled swordsman with bleary drunken eyes. Every gesture now brimmed with calm disdain and the bearing of heaven-like majesty.
"I have plenty of wine. No need to trade."
Su Yi took out a jug of wine and tossed it over. "As for changing my mind, don't even think about it. I seek only defeat."
Xiao Zhixuan picked up the wine jug, took a drink, and nodded. "Fine!"
For once, when he looked at Su Yi, there was an extra trace of heartfelt appreciation in his eyes.
With such an unyielding state of mind, so long as this young sword cultivator did not die, the day would come when he would reveal his brilliance in the Eternal Heaven Domain.
Had it been any other Carefree Realm cultivator, forget competing with him in wits and courage—they would likely have been killed by him before that stone stele inscribed with the "Heavenly Hunt" edict.
Before drawing his sword, Su Yi said, "There is something I want to know. Is your view of ordinary mortals genuine?"
Xiao Zhixuan froze, quite surprised. He had not expected Su Yi to ask a question unrelated to the current situation.
Then, he nodded. "My sword has never pointed toward the mortal world. It is precisely because of that that your conduct in the Huai Huang Kingdom made me regard you more highly."
Su Yi smiled. "Good. The wine I gave you was not wasted, then."
Xiao Zhixuan was speechless. This brat actually dared to casually pass judgment on him!
For the first time ever, Xiao Zhixuan said, "Draw your sword. I will grant you a sliver of a living path. I will not let you die just