"Yi?" Chen Luo's heart jolted.
Bamboo Saint was a Half-Saint, and every word and action of his carried the Dao's resonance. Although he had merely spoken, the information conveyed was unambiguous. Thus, Chen Luo understood that he did not mean a homophone, but that particular character—"Yi."
The place where he had met Fifth Senior Brother was a secluded spot the teacher had deliberately chosen for him. Almost everyone was gathered around Little Wu Hu and Yun Siyao, so this place seemed especially quiet.
As the only one among his senior brothers and sisters in the Bamboo Forest whom he had yet to meet, this solemn manner of meeting him could of course be for the sake of formality. But given the free-and-easy traditions of the Bamboo Forest, Chen Luo was more inclined to believe that Fifth Senior Brother's identity carried greater significance.
"King Yi's Yi?" Chen Luo asked softly.
Back in the Southern Wilderness, when Chen Luo had seized the Golden Crow Bloodline, Bai Xiao had told him a legend.
It was said that in ancient times, when the Ancestral Dragon descended and suppressed Barbaric Heaven, some extraterrestrial races had temporarily settled in this world. The Golden Crow Race was among them. Later, during the Witch-Demon War, the Golden Crows aided the Demon Race in battle, while the Witch Tribe produced a Great Witch at the Great Perfection of Heaven and Earth Realm known as King Yi. He shot down Golden Crows with his arrows and even shot the leader of the Golden Crows at the time, the Great Sun Golden Crow, out of its origin, forcing the Golden Crow Race to depart for the outer heavens.
The Great Sun Golden Crow bloodline Chen Luo later obtained was precisely left behind by the Golden Crow wounded by King Yi.
However,