Seeking an Audience (Requesting Subscriptions)

Immortal Palace Senior Disciple was looking at Meng Zhao. For some reason, at first sight, he found the man strange. His features were strikingly handsome, with violet eyes and violet hair, yet his aura drifted erratically, as though his foundation were unstable and his cultivation shallow. The sight made him shake his head inwardly.

Wei Qi hurriedly nodded and explained, "Naturally. The treasures I am trading for those of your palace were all brought by him. Of course he must come with me to meet the Palace Master. I ask that you accommodate us."

Immortal Palace Senior Disciple said nothing more. He led Wei Qi and Meng Zhao away, continuing up the mountain.

This scene fell into the eyes of Niu Dali, who had been watching Meng Zhao all along. The honest-looking, rugged man stroked his chin, a crafty gleam flashing in his pupils. "Since it involves the Heaven Swallowing Dao Child, could it be that this Heavenly Demon Palace heir subdued that Dao Child as soon as he came down the mountain?"

Even as delight welled up in his heart, he also felt a greater sense of urgency. Compared with a major figure and favored son of heaven like the Heaven Swallowing Dao Child of the Demonic Path, while he had some reputation and his martial arts were strong, he ultimately lacked some of that imposing presence.

He secretly made up his mind. Once Meng Zhao returned, he had to probe him properly. Perhaps he would even have to flatter him more, without leaving a trace. Only then could he secure a good position.

A demonic path supreme was the equal of an emperor. The places around him were like radishes in a pit—one spot for one person. To win a good place, one naturally had to rack one's