Yang Chen would have been lying if he said he was not afraid. After all, this was Chen Yangqi, a being rumored to have surpassed the Daoist level. He was the strongest expert Yang Chen had ever seen. If Chen Yangqi wanted to crush him to death, it would be as easy as stepping on an ant.
However, Yang Chen quickly calmed down, because he did not sense any killing intent in Chen Yangqi's eyes. That meant Chen Yangqi had no intention of killing him.
Still, although Chen Yangqi bore no killing intent toward him, the sternness in his gaze made Yang Chen pause.
"Sect Master, what is this..." Quite a few other Daoist-level experts began asking.
Yang Chen was a prized morsel, but Chen Yangqi's actions were far too strange. No one understood what Chen Yangqi was thinking.
Chen Yangqi slowly said, "Hmph. I do not believe such an outstanding genius could have risen from the grassroots. Little fellow, if you were truly sent by some other force or clan, I hope you will confess honestly. Perhaps I may still show mercy and spare your life. Otherwise, if you reveal any flaws before my Yang Fire Divine Pupils later, it will not be as simple as death."
Upon hearing this, the other Daoist-level experts were slightly stunned, then came to their senses.
That was right. In their scramble to claim Yang Chen, they had been too impulsive. They had not considered investigating the purity of his background at all.
Yang Chen was too outstanding—so outstanding that people felt he could not possibly have come from the grassroots. He seemed more like a top-tier genius cultivated through special means. If he truly had risen from the grassroots, it was simply unbelievable that he could be this exceptional.
Yet after witnessing