After parting with Wang Defeng, Lu Xiaotian mounted the wooden horse puppet and headed back toward his residence. He had not gone far when he suddenly spotted a short, skinny old man with a hunched back. The old man was currently facing away from him, and Lu Xiaotian could not help but pause. That back looked somewhat familiar. The hunched old man seemed to sense someone watching him. He turned around and sized Lu Xiaotian up, a trace of surprise flashing between his brows before he gave a sinister smile. "I was wondering who it was. So it's Junior Brother Lu. Ever since we joined forces to fight the Southern Wasteland cultivators back then, we haven't seen each other for many years. I hope you've been well, Junior Brother Lu."
What keen senses. Lu Xiaotian was slightly astonished. There were so many people on the street, yet he had merely glanced at Xun Xiu a few times from behind, and the man had already sensed something unusual. When he had first encountered Xun Xiu in the Scripture Repository Hall, Xun Xiu had not seemed particularly warm, but he had certainly not inspired disgust either. Yet now that they had met again, not only had Xun Xiu's cultivation reached the seventh layer, he even showed faint signs of breaking through soon and becoming a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator. Moreover, although Xun Xiu had concealed it well, Lu Xiaotian could still sense the other man's inadvertent gaze, cold and venomous as a viper's.
What a sinister cultivation method. Lu Xiaotian's heart tightened. Xun Xiu's transformation had begun after he accidentally discovered the secrets within the black scales. Not only had his strength increased greatly, his temperament had changed completely as well. It seemed that those few black scales must conceal some