After the two finished teasing each other, the Earth Immortals from all directions came to pay their respects to Great Immortal Zhenyuan. They clasped their hands and bowed, greeting him as Great Immortal.
"Spare me the formalities. I've come today to ask a favor."
"Please, Great Immortal, say what you will. There's no need to stand on ceremony with us," one Earth Immortal said.
"Very well, then I'll be frank. My disciple, Huang Tian, may be an incarnation of the Demon Race. I ask you all to find him and let me know. I'll reward you handsomely later."
"You're too kind, Great Immortal," the immortals replied in unison. Then they dispersed in all directions.
Yao Yun asked, "So what do we do? Just wait?"
"Of course not. We'll go pay a visit to the Demon Race Chief. They've been comfortable for too long. Looks like they're itching to stir up trouble."
With that, they flew toward the Demon Race's territory.
Meanwhile, Huang Tian was in the Demon Race's Secret Room, plotting something with its most important figures...
"It's been years, Demon Race Chief Ye Lian," Great Immortal Zhenyuan called out from afar.
"Well, what wind blew you here? Your presence truly brings honor to our Demon Race," Ye Lian said.
"I have a wayward disciple who seems to have slipped into your territory. I've come to see whether you have any rats lurking around."
"What are you saying, Great Immortal Zhenyuan? Our territory is beyond reproach. How could any rats have gotten in? You must be joking."
"Why don't you invite us in for a cup of tea?" Great Immortal Zhenyuan asked.
"Please, come in, Great Immortal. I haven't asked who this young friend is."
"You honor me too much, Chief. I'm merely a book boy serving at Great Immortal