The handsome green-robed youth following behind him probably held no lowly position in the Tianyan Sect, or even among the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea.
Could this kid be playing the pig to eat the tiger, pretending he's never seen the wider world?
Could he actually be the favorite son of some Inner Sect Elder among the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea?
Just as the cultivator leading the way could not help speculating about Luo Yi's identity, a towering, broad-shouldered figure slowly rose from one of the nine enormous chairs at the top of the sky.
The figure first gave the green-robed youth a careful look, then cupped his hands toward him below in a simple greeting.
As soon as he had done so, the figures seated in seven of the other enormous chairs also slowly stood and cupped their hands toward the handsome green-robed youth below.
After the eight had greeted the host of this conference, the figures seated cross-legged behind the long benches stretching straight toward the sky rose one after another.
Then, with gestures markedly more respectful than those of the first eight, they cupped their hands toward the two of them.
They even included the usually lofty Dao Seeds of the various sects of the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea, along with Inner Sect Elders and Personal Disciples who still possessed the strength of Great Vehicle Perfection cultivators.
"Gulp."
Could this kid behind me be no favorite son of some damned Inner Sect Elder of the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea at all, but instead...
At the thought, the cultivator leading the way swallowed instinctively. He did not dare finish the thought.
After all, to a Rogue Cultivator adrift on the Endless Sea like him, both the favorite son of an Inner