Not long after.
At Liu San's notification, Liang Kuan—over a zhang tall, his skin blackish red like wax, burly and powerfully built—and Xiang Sui—white robes fluttering, face pale as snow, dark circles heavy beneath his eyes, looking for all the world like a man with kidney deficiency—arrived together at the Inverted Tower.
They had only just reached the vicinity of the door.
The two saw Zhu Er conversing with a man in green.
Once they drew closer and saw the holes piercing the limbs and head of that strange man in green, both of them showed astonishment in their eyes and could not help rubbing them.
"Hiss—"
Xiang Sui sucked in a breath of cold air and murmured, "To think there's such a strange man in this world—" Immediately, faint excitement stirred in his eyes, the look of someone who had seen a novel species and urgently wanted to study it. Liang Kuan, however, keenly noticed the odd aura around the green-robed cultivator, and his gaze grew grave. "This man is so strong—"
In his perception, the man's body was like willow catkins, accompanied by Clear Breeze, as if he would drift away in the next instant.
Ji Feng naturally noticed the newcomers as well. He turned his head slightly, sensed Xiang Sui's gaze, and his brows creased faintly. When his eyes landed on Liang Kuan, surprise appeared in them.
"This aura—Wax Corpse?—"
"To think he practices such an extreme Spirit Body Method and still hasn't died. Interesting—"
When Zhu Er saw the two of them, a smile immediately brimmed across his face. He hurried forward, cupped his hands in a salute, and said, "This old slave greets Young Master Xiang and Young Master Liang."
Xiang Sui and Liang Kuan did not dare be careless and returned the salute. Xiang