Reaching this level of cultivation in a few hundred years meant this person had some talent.
A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator naturally could not be drunk from a little wine. Clearly, he was putting on an act.
Ye Tian could not be bothered to ponder the motives of a mere Deity Transformation Cultivator. He ignored him, withdrew his attention, and continued stretching out his divine consciousness to its utmost, searching for what he needed as though fishing a needle from the sea.
Yet the young man's gaze fell upon Ye Tian and did not leave.
The young man was named Chen Chu. The reason he, with Spirit Transformation cultivation, was doing such strange things now was initially to accumulate merit, break through Spirit Transformation, and attain Return to Void.
Merit—the merit of the mortal world.
That was why he had concealed his cultivation, disguised himself as an ordinary mortal, and immersed himself in the secular world.
Besides such worldly pursuits as eating meat and drinking wine, Chen Chu often frequented brothels and gambling houses.
Naturally, worldly wealth meant nothing to him. And when he went to brothels, he had never truly done anything with those women. He merely put them to sleep and made them believe they had shared pleasure with him.
Beyond all this, Chen Chu's main pursuit was doing good deeds.
Doing good and upholding justice were matters he valued greatly, and they were the heart of merit.
The reason he noticed Ye Tian now was certainly not because he had seen through Ye Tian's cultivation and learned that Ye Tian was a dao-seeking cultivator.
On the contrary, in his eyes, Ye Tian was merely a lonely, pitiable old man in his twilight years, gravely wounded.
Since Chen Chu had encountered such a person, he would not ignore