"Elder Feng, do you really want to know?" Su Mo asked with a smile, looking at the curiosity plastered all over Feng Guang's face.
"Of course!" Feng Guang stared with his small eyes, waiting for Su Mo's answer.
"Alright, I'll tell you then!"
Su Mo nodded and continued, "Elder Zhenxian and I are friends—very good friends. Is that enough?"
"Friends?" Hearing this, Feng Guang's chubby cheeks twitched. He simply didn't believe it.
To put it bluntly, how could a martial artist at the Martial Emperor Realm become friends with a powerhouse at the Martial Saint Realm?
They were completely different levels of people with zero comparability whatsoever.
Immediately, Feng Guang didn't press any further. Since Su Mo was withholding the answer, continuing to pry would only spoil the mood.
Before long, Feng Guang led Su Mo halfway up the mountain, where buildings stretched in an unbroken line, filled with rows of exquisite courtyards.
"Su Mo, you'll live here from now on! I'll go sort out your sect-entry identity matters first!" Feng Guang pointed to a courtyard ahead and said.
"Alright, sorry to trouble Elder Feng!" Su Mo thanked him.
"You're too polite! Just a small effort!" Feng Guang waved his hand with a smile. He didn't mind the trouble at all; as long as he could curry favor with Elder Zhenxian, this tiny matter wasn't worth mentioning.
With that, Feng Guang turned and left to process Su Mo's sect-entry identity affairs.
Su Mo pushed open the courtyard gates and walked inside.
The courtyard was not large, measuring around thirty to forty zhang across, with plenty of clean, tidy rooms inside.
"What is this?" Su Mo noticed complex runes carved into the jade-stone ground in a corner of the courtyard, and could not help feeling a bit puzzled.
"It's actually a