Night Talk

As Shen Hui spoke, he suddenly changed the subject and brought something up:

"Have any of you heard the name Great Immortal Zhenyuan?"

"Who?"

"Zhenyuanzi, Ancestor of the Earth Immortals, also known as He Who Reigned with the World."

Everyone looked utterly bewildered.

The two from Ten Thousand Swords Mountain were not members of the Daoist sects, after all, so they simply shook their heads.

But Daoist Feng was different.

He possessed a proper Daoist lineage and usually placed great importance on one's master and inheritance.

Now that Shen Hui had thrown out such a name, his mind turned it over several times. Yet after searching through every immortal genealogy in his memories, he could not find anyone by that name.

After pondering for a moment, he put on an act and stroked his beard.

"Zhenyuanzi... hmm, that name does sound somewhat familiar..."

Shen Hui found his manner rather amusing. Familiar my bubble teapot! Just opening your mouth and making things up, are you? Fine, then this Daoist will spin you a tall tale too.

Without letting anything show on his face, he followed the thread of the conversation.

"They say that beneath Great Immortal Zhenyuan sat two Daoist boys, Clear Wind and Bright Moon. The inheritance of my Clear Wind Temple has quite a connection to Patriarch Clear Wind..."

Daoist Feng's expression immediately turned solemn.

"So that was it..."

Shen Hui was just about to fabricate a few more lines when Nie Yun set her narrow blade across her knees, changed the subject, and asked:

"What is your cultivation now?"

Shen Hui turned and realized she was asking him. He did not hide it.

"This Daoist has entered the Golden Core Realm."

Nie Yun's eyes widened at once.

"Golden Core?"

She cried out involuntarily. After a long while, she