Lu Xiaotian did not stop him again, simply allowing the other party to retrieve his weapon.
"Quite impressive. Since I achieved a minor mastery of my cultivation technique, you're the first person who has managed to force me back in such a short time," said the blurry humanoid figure formed from arcs of electricity in the distance.
"Minor mastery of your cultivation technique? It would be more accurate to say it was the Thunderlight Evasion Pearl—or perhaps what you obtained beneath this formation was more than just a Thunderlight Evasion Pearl."
Lu Xiaotian smiled at that. "Your Thunderlight Evasion Pearl is extraordinarily wondrous. I can't do anything to you, but neither can you do anything to me. Fairy Yunxia, shall we call it quits here?"
"You actually managed to tell who I am?" The blurry humanoid figure formed from arcs of electricity in the distance was visibly astonished.
Hu Xiaofeng, the black-staffed old man, and the others were even more astounded when they heard this.
"It was only a guess. I didn't expect it to be true," Lu Xiaotian said.
"So you were bluffing me, but you still managed to figure it out." The blurry figure formed from arcs of electricity began to take shape, revealing Fairy Yunxia's delicate, beautiful face. Clouds of rosy light accompanied her, while thunder followed at her side. Between her brows floated a green pearl. It was not large, but at a glance, lightning seemed to slither like dragons and snakes within it, while thunderclouds rolled—like a vast domain of thunder stretching across the sky.
"What happened to your two cloud slaves?" Lu Xiaotian swept his gaze around.
Fairy Yunxia immediately smiled like a blooming flower. "Fellow Daoist Dongfang has quite a good memory, to still remember my two cloud slaves. They went to drive