"I'm of no particular background. Stop guessing," Jiang Chen said with a laugh.
"Then, big brother, which faction are you from? I know quite a bit about the major factions in the thirteen prefectures of the southern part of the Southern Domain. If you tell me, I might have heard of it," Yuan Hongjie asked, unwilling to give up.
He was simply too curious about Jiang Chen's background. What kind of faction could nurture such an astonishing genius?
Now that Jiang Chen had killed the Demon Heart, the Ghost Ship in these waters would disappear from then on.
It turned out that the Ghost Ship was controlled by a Demon Heart, which specifically killed cultivators who approached it.
Now that the Demon Heart was dead, and the other powerful evil creatures had also been nearly wiped out by Jiang Chen, the Ghost Ship could no longer wreak havoc.
"I'm from Dragon Gate in Nanyuan Prefecture," Jiang Chen said.
Dragon Gate was a faction founded by Jiang Chen, and Jiang Chen was its sect master. There was nothing wrong with him saying this.
"Dragon Gate, Dragon Gate. That's quite a good name—very imposing. But as far as I remember, I really haven't heard anything about Dragon Gate."
"It's fine. Dragon Gate might be a reclusive sect. It's normal for it not to be famous, but that doesn't mean its strength is lacking," Yuan Hongjie said with a chuckle.
"Heh, think whatever you want. All right, let's search the battlefield first and see if there's anything valuable. Then we'll take it with us. This Ghost Ship can't be left behind. After we leave, we'll have to burn it so that no one else can use it to commit evil," Jiang Chen said.
"All right." Yuan Hongjie nodded repeatedly. He was now following