"You? Weren't you staying out as well?"
"Don't tell me you have no interest in that ancient Sacred Dao. I can tell—you're an Immortal Sovereign too!"
Li Yun did not answer directly, instead tossing the question back at him.
There was a clear note of amusement in his words.
"Me?"
"I don't dare!"
The man sighed, looking utterly torn between wanting to go in and lacking the courage to do so.
"Oh? Why?"
"Fellow Daoist... does that even need asking?"
"How many years has the Misty Dream Mountain ruin existed? It is said to be as ancient as the Divine Mist Great World itself. Every time it opens, it draws Immortal Sovereigns from across the entire Divine Mist Great World."
"But after all these years, who has truly obtained the ancient Sacred Dao?"
"All we ever hear is news of Immortal Sovereigns falling..."
"Especially last time—even a peak First Grade Immortal Sovereign like Mist Mountain Immortal Sovereign perished. If an insignificant Eighth Grade Immortal Sovereign like me went in, wouldn't I simply be throwing my life away?"
Li Yun nodded, seeming to agree, though inwardly he wanted to laugh.
This fellow was actually putting on an act before him.
He was clearly a First Grade Immortal Sovereign, yet he was pretending to be Eighth Grade.
His intentions were plainly questionable.
Still, Li Yun could not be bothered to expose him.
Put on your act if you want. As long as you do not truly offend me, why would I bother squabbling with a nobody like you?
"Since that is the case... wait outside, then. I'll be taking my leave first."
Li Yun set down his wine cup.
Leaving behind a High Grade Immortal Spirit Stone to pay for the meal, he walked straight out of the tavern.
The man could