The young man had a striking, heroic air about him. At a glance, he was clearly someone of extraordinary talent.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked at Hua Yunfei and the others, lifting his chin slightly. "You two have an air of distinction. I imagine you're no ordinary people, but it seems a little inappropriate to judge Lin Xian Dao Academy like that, doesn't it?"
Hua Yunfei had spoken as though a superior were appraising those beneath him, and the young man found it somewhat uncomfortable.
Still, his tone was measured, and he hadn't said anything insulting.
Xia Qiuer had also changed her appearance. Though cultivators in this remote region were unlikely to have ever seen her true face, there was always a chance someone might recognize her. She didn't want to cause a commotion on this trip.
"Who are you?" Xia Qiuer asked with a smile.
"I'm Long Ziyang, a Dao Transmission Disciple of Lin Xian Dao Academy." The young man lifted his chin slightly, clearly very proud of his identity.
"You're a Dao Transmission Disciple?" Xia Qiuer looked Long Ziyang up and down. "To have reached the True Immortal Realm at such a young age, you certainly are a Dao Transmission Disciple."
At Lin Xian Dao Academy, anyone who reached the True Immortal Realm before the prescribed age could become a Dao Transmission Disciple. They would receive personal instruction in the Dao from the academy's elders and headmaster. That was what people called a Dao Transmission Disciple.
Xia Qiuer herself had once been a Dao Transmission Disciple.
"You can see my cultivation?" Long Ziyang exclaimed in surprise. He couldn't see Xia Qiuer's cultivation, yet she could see his. He understood all too well what that meant.
"Greetings, seniors. May I ask..." Long Ziyang hurriedly cupped