Flying on his sword all the way, Lu Xiaotian deliberately avoided encountering other cultivators. By now, the strength of his divine sense far surpassed that of other Foundation Establishment cultivators. It was easy enough for him to steer clear before other Foundation Establishment cultivators even discovered him.
"Fellow Daoist Lu seems to have been avoiding other cultivators all along. May I ask why?" Yuan Min asked in surprise. If the others had been stronger than them, that would have been understandable. The cultivation world was vast, and even amid battles against foreign-domain cultivators, it was perfectly normal for scum to block the road and kill for plunder, so long as no one discovered them. But given Lu Xiaotian's strength, Yuan Min could not imagine anyone other than Golden Core cultivators posing a threat to him. Avoiding others under such circumstances seemed somewhat superfluous. Moreover, Lu Xiaotian had deliberately worn a cloak, seemingly unwilling to let others see his silver hair or his true face.
"I have a few enemies. Some are at Foundation Establishment, and some are at the Golden Core stage. For safety's sake, it is best not to meet anyone else."
After Lu Xiaotian said that, Yuan Min, the woman with the wooden hairpin, fell silent. He even had Golden Core enemies. If it were another Foundation Establishment cultivator, they would likely have been unable to eat or sleep in peace long ago. Yet Lu Xiaotian spoke of it as calmly as if it were nothing. How strong did one's heart have to be to remain so composed? The woman with the wooden hairpin even felt that being with Lu Xiaotian was dangerous. If not for the water-element Gold Condensation Fruit, she might have had the urge to turn and leave at once, lest she be caught in