Li Yu of Sword City finally saw Tang Tian, who had ascended here.
Apart from Wang Haotian, Tang Tian was the person she had felt closest to.
Fortunately, after drinking three cups of Drunk Without Care, neither Tang Tian nor Wang Haotian had forgotten her, even though they had forgotten many things from their past.
Only then did Wang Haotian learn from Li Yu that the fellow he had sent flying with one punch really was his second brother, Wang Xian.
Whether it was Duanmu Xi or Tang Tian, the same went for them.
Wang Haotian had even watched with his own eyes as Li Yu, whom he called big sister, became several years younger than him. He couldn't help grumbling, "No way. Next time I see my second brother, I'm asking him for a bowl of wine and a spirit pill too."
Duanmu Xi looked at the three of them and let out a quiet sigh.
With a wry smile, she said, "You'd better think about whether he'll become a true Devil King by the time he returns from the Demon Realm."
Or perhaps Duanmu Xi was a little afraid.
Afraid that when Wang Xian returned, he would become an enemy of the Divine Dragon Palace—and even of all the cultivators in the world.
Just as he had in Jinling City, he might become a thorn in the Four Great Sects' side, a target for Sword City's cultivators to rack up military merit.
Thinking of what Old Gu had told her, Li Yu couldn't help smiling faintly. "Even if he becomes the Great Devil King, he'll still be my friend."
Wang Haotian's imagination ran wild, and he suddenly asked, "Do you think my second brother might go straight from the Demon Realm to the Immortal Realm, then become a