"Dragon Lion is the sacred beast of my Giant Stone Clan. For you to subdue it, little friend, you must be no ordinary person. I now invite you to visit my clan. Would you do this old man the honor?"
A short, emaciated old man dressed entirely in black robes, with a necklace made of fierce beasts' teeth still hanging around his neck. Wrinkles layered one over another across his forehead, making him look like dry, cracked tree bark. He did not seem as robust as the strange people they had encountered before, but his frail body gave off the feeling of a colossal pillar standing between heaven and earth, propping up an entire domain of sky.
With a few simple steps, the skinny old man crossed several hundred zhang and arrived before Lu Xiaotian and the others.
"Since Senior has invited us, this junior wouldn't dare refuse." Lu Xiaotian gave a bitter smile. Having spoken so plainly, if he still refused, he would be seen as someone who did not know how to appreciate a favor. If they truly fell out, it would do him no good at all. As for what medicine the other party was selling in his gourd, Lu Xiaotian could only take things one step at a time. After all, with the butcher holding the knife and him as the meat, there was nothing he could do. Against an expert of this level, no amount of scheming would be useful.
"Good. Since that's the case, just follow this old man. Don't resist. This old man is very busy and doesn't have much time to waste on you." The skinny old man pointed with his sleeve. His broad sleeve swept out a faint force of qi that seemed to carry surging blood energy. Lu Xiaotian instinctively