"You actually ran into the Mistrealm Fog? That's some incredible luck." Xiang Kuang clicked his tongue in amazement. The Mistrealm Fog was such an eerie phenomenon that one could encounter it only by chance. Forget Pig Seven, who had only just survived his tribulation and ascended—even Golden Immortals in the Demon Realm, or mighty figures like Immortal Lords, might never come across it. It all came down to luck.
Still, those who entered the Mistrealm and managed to escape unscathed were usually survivors of great calamities, destined for good fortune. Even without asking, Xiang Kuang could more or less guess why Pig Seven had kept provoking Devil Stele Island before he returned, then repeatedly escaped despite being pursued. It was probably connected to his encounter with the Mistrealm Fog. Luo Ping'er's cultivation technique had never suited her very well. With Lu Xiaotian's help, her cultivation realm hadn't fallen behind, but she wasn't skilled in combat. Her methods only began to grow formidable after she started cultivating illusions and obtained the Seven Mirrors of the Illusory Dao from Lu Xiaotian.
He had heard that the Mistrealm Fog was a heaven-sent treasure for those who cultivated this path. If Luo Ping'er had also accidentally entered the Mistrealm Fog, that might well have been an immense opportunity for her.
"I survived a great calamity, so good fortune followed. Without that encounter, I really wouldn't have reached my current realm." Pig Seven nodded.
"And then?"
"After reaching the Demon Realm, I wandered all over without settling anywhere. I'd originally planned to settle down around Hidden Dragon Sea, but then I happened to see a recording pearl. The woman in it looked just like Luo Ping'er and was fighting someone. I also heard people say Luo Ping'er had made her way here. I didn't know