"Ah!"
Pei Wende gave a bitter smile. "I'm not afraid of being laughed at by Brother Lu. I've been stuck at Ninth-tier Xiantian for seven years now. I've had flashes of inspiration several times, but they always vanished in an instant, and I couldn't grasp them."
If Xiantian Realm martial artists suffered no injuries or disasters, they possessed two sixty-year cycles—in other words, a lifespan of one hundred and twenty years.
But even so, seven years was not short.
Being stuck at one realm for a full seven years, unable to advance an inch—Pei Wende's heart was undoubtedly bitter and stifled.
Lu Yang already had a favor to ask, and he also intended to temper his own martial arts and try to comprehend "Momentum," so naturally, he agreed at once.
"Though you're only Seventh-tier Xiantian, you were able to kill Lord Black Mountain. I'll be thick-skinned this once and won't suppress my cultivation," Pei Wende said with a smile.
Although the two had never exchanged blows before, the matter of Lu Yang slaying Lord Black Mountain had long since spread through the Demon Extermination Department of Wanlin Prefecture.
Everyone in the entire Demon Extermination Department knew just how strong Lord Black Mountain was.
Unless a Grandmaster made a move, almost no one could restrain him.
But the Grandmasters of Wanlin Prefecture were likewise being watched by the great demons among the demons and devils, and that was what had allowed Lord Black Mountain to roam free until now.
Some experts of the Demon Extermination Department had even grown pessimistic, feeling they could only sit and watch as Lord Black Mountain became a great demon.
In the end, however, he had been slain by a minor clerk from Black Mountain County. It had undoubtedly thrown the Demon Extermination Department into an