Su Fan walked into the teahouse. The main hall was almost completely full, and a noisy wave of voices instantly washed over him.
He went up to the second floor, asked for a quiet private tea room, ordered some Spirit Tea and pastries, then leisurely began drinking his tea.
As he drank, Su Fan listened to the cultivators in the teahouse discussing and chatting.
Most of the cultivators were merely making idle conversation. After listening for a while, he found it utterly tasteless.
At that moment, the conversation of several cultivators seated in the teahouse's northwest corner caught his attention.
"Senior Brother, I heard people from the Great World have arrived..."
"You only found out now? I heard more than a dozen Celestial Race cultivators from the Great World have arrived at Jade Illusion Heaven..."
"Heh heh... They must have come for that Great Demon. That kid is in for it now. He probably won't survive this..."
"The Celestial Race truly can't be underestimated. They actually called in their kin from the Great World..."
"Senior Brother, although the cultivators from the Great World are powerful, that Great Demon is also a once-in-tens-of-thousands-of-years genius. The outcome is still unknown..."
"Junior Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Those are people from the Great World. That kid is finished..."
"That's right, Junior Brother. I once heard our ancestor say that compared with the cultivators of the Great World, we're worlds apart—like clouds and mud..."
After hearing their conversation, Su Fan gave a cold laugh. He lifted his teacup for a sip, then rose, settled the bill, and left.
He exited the teahouse and headed straight for the teleportation hall.
From the idle chatter of those cultivators, he had just learned that practically everyone now thought he was finished.
The Great World's fearsome