But for the leaders of Italy's Magic Societies, this was good news. At the very least, they had gained the friendship of Chen Fan, the Seventh King—and such a powerful Seventh King at that. Especially since Erica was Chen Fan's wife, which made things even more favorable.
The relationships between Kings also had to be taken seriously. After all, no one was truly invincible. Chen Fan was a God Slayer of the China region, and sooner or later, he would have to meet the God Slayer who already ruled there. That was unavoidable.
"Luo Hao? What kind of person is she?" Chen Fan was somewhat curious when he heard the name. Though the worlds were different, they shared the same name. Because of his apprehension about returning home, along with certain special reasons, Chen Fan had never gone there before.
"No one has seen her, because she does not permit anyone to look directly at her. Anyone who does will have their eyes gouged out. She is a martial artist of immense strength and also knows all kinds of wondrous Taoist arts. Among all God Slayers, her power ranks near the top," Erica said with a trace of reverence in her eyes. Luo Hao was simply too famous.
Chen Fan frowned upon hearing that. "Why does she sound like the Demon Cult's Saint Aunt?"
"She is the Demon Cult Leader herself, and also the Supreme Martial Artist."
Chen Fan felt a little dizzy. Demon Cult Leader, Supreme Martial Artist—those two titles sounded like the heads of opposing factions. And what was all this about the martial world and Taoist arts? Weren't those things found only in wuxia or xianxia novels?
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"Sounds like a very troublesome person," Chen Fan said with a curl of his lip. From Erica's description,