At last, Xu Nian and Dongfang Tuo gave up trying to compete with Xu Yi in escape speed.
Dongfang Tuo took it in stride, convinced that the strong only grew stronger.
Xu Nian, however, wore a livid expression, still brooding over losing to Xu Yi in escape speed.
Dongfang Tuo tried to smooth things over. "Brother Wang, your skill is peerless. I'm impressed, truly impressed. It seems that before you joined my Donghua Immortal Sect as an immortal retainer, you had another inheritance. Master was right: the world is vast, and extraordinary talents and reclusive masters emerge in droves. It isn't only the Eight Great Immortal Sects that conceal dragons and crouching tigers; the wider world also holds remarkable talents and wondrous inheritances."
Xu Nian gave a cold snort. "It's just a little escape technique, useful for traveling a bit faster. Brother Dongfang, why pile such a lofty compliment on him?"
Dongfang Tuo smiled faintly. "There's always someone higher, even among immortals. Brother Xu, you have to accept that. Leaving everything else aside, Brother Wang's marvelous movement technique—surely you noticed something unusual about it?"
Xu Nian's thoughts stirred, and two deep furrows appeared between his brows.
He suddenly realized that he couldn't detect the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy from the strange movement technique Wang Qianqiu had used. That meant it wasn't a true essence spell.
To achieve such terrifying escape speed using divine sense alone was simply beyond reason.
Once he understood this, he lost all desire to keep arguing and pressed on in silence.
Dongfang Tuo smiled at Xu Yi and sent him a mental message. "If you bring a marvelous technique back to the sect, the reward will surely exceed your expectations. Remember that, Brother Wang." He stopped deliberately wasting true essence and surged ahead at full