The Curtain Falls

"Didn't Fellow Daoist Zhuo break through as well? Compared to that, this little achievement of mine is nothing."

Yin Qiao looked at Luo Hong with a meaningful gaze.

Ever since entering the Cultivation World, she had been a Heavenly Prodigy among the cultivators of her generation. Though she had never outwardly shown pride in it, she was actually quite proud of it deep down.

Yet that pride had been utterly eclipsed by the male cultivator before her, leaving her with complicated feelings.

"Zhuo Mou was merely lucky."

Imitating Old Demon Han's manner of speaking, Luo Hong responded to Yin Qiao's compliment.

While the two spoke, Gongsun Yang flew over with a rather ugly expression and solemnly bowed to Luo Hong.

"That Old Demon Blackwood was truly cunning. This Daoist carelessly fell for his scheme and nearly suffered a great loss!

Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Zhuo happened to pass through this place. Otherwise, my Yueyang Palace would have suffered enormous losses!

This Daoist offers his thanks!"

Although Gongsun Yang's gratitude was sincere, he stressed the words "happened to," clearly having realized something.

"Hehe, Daoist Master Gongsun need not be so polite. In truth, the calamity you encountered was ultimately caused by Zhuo Mou.

If not for Zhuo Mou offending Fairy Xiao at the auction, she would not have set another ambush with Old Demon Blackwood. So, Zhuo Mou did not happen to pass by—I was merely a little late."

Luo Hong's explanation sounded reasonable, but many of its details did not hold up under scrutiny.

Gongsun Yang was not so senile that he could not think of that, yet he replied with a look of sudden realization.

"So that was it. What an undeserved disaster!

But since Fellow Daoist Zhuo has personally resolved this crisis, then let us write everything off between