Only then did he truly begin to examine the young man himself.
The meaning behind the young man's earlier words had been well hidden, but Cao Yuxiu had long since become a shrewd old hand in the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect. How could he have missed it?
The young man's refusal to travel with them clearly meant he wanted to join the hunt for the Titan Python's Young Master.
He might even be greedy enough to seek a reward from that Mysterious Faction and take a share from Cao Yuxiu's hands.
For a cultivator who had only just glimpsed the Array on the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect's Sacred Mountain, that was rather inappropriate.
Yet the young man had admitted it openly instead of brushing them off with some excuse. Cao Yuxiu appreciated that.
What Cao Yuxiu hated most were cultivators who wore one face in public and acted entirely differently behind closed doors.
Whenever he encountered one, even if he did not strike them down on the spot, he would make sure they suffered a sound beating.
But he felt no dislike toward a cultivator like Luo Yi, who dared to admit his intentions outright.
After all, young friend Luo could have used what he had gained on the Sacred Mountain as leverage to extract greater benefits.
Given how much the sect valued the treasures and Cultivation Techniques within the Sacred Mountain, a single demon would have been nothing.
Even if the young man had opened his Lion's mouth wide and demanded more, the sect might have agreed.
Besides, Cao Yuxiu doubted a young man as clever as Luo Yi had failed to see what he had been thinking earlier.
Still, with the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect's strength, the two sides could compete openly and fairly even without the help of those four