Why was Bull Devil King here?
The moment Xiang Yuan saw the bull-headed man, his heart jolted.
In the eyes of an old Spirit Transformation demon, disputes between Innate-stage cultivators were nothing worth mentioning—mere squabbles, not even fit for idle talk after tea.
Only when an Innate-stage cultivator defeated a Spirit Transformation cultivator would it draw attention.
Thus, he had thought he would not see this big brother of theirs until the next city, or perhaps the one after that. He had not expected the other party to show himself so quickly.
Had he known Bull Devil King was here, he would not have rashly brought out Everlasting Killing Intent just now. He had no idea whether the other man had noticed anything.
Xiang Yuan was overthinking it. The Heavenly Demon Realm had long since lost all humans, and human cultivation arts and techniques had also been lost to time. Besides, demonic aura surged from his entire body. No one who saw him would ever suspect he was human.
Suppressing his doubts, Xiang Yuan leaped down from the sedan chair and stepped forward. "So it's Brother Bull Devil. We haven't met for years, yet your bearing remains unchanged."
His words were rather stiff, carrying a distinct air of defiance—and a trace of grievance.
"King Taisui, this poor Daoist offers his respects." Fuyunzi hurried over, stood behind Bull Devil King, and bowed deeply.
Xiang Yuan craned his neck to look. This demon cut quite a fine figure, looking every bit like a civil official. He guessed the fellow was the chief strategist at his big brother's side—in other words, Bull Devil King's confidant.
For Taisui, Bull Devil King's little brother, not to recognize Bull Devil King's confidant was highly unreasonable—a fatal flaw, even.
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