Gods Cannot Bleed

The cultivators around them watched Bai Yu's actions with disdain in their eyes. This fellow had yet to enter the Void Refinement realm, yet he was arrogant beyond measure. Did he really think that having a high-grade alchemist guarding his path meant he could do whatever he pleased?

Fei Jingxin looked at that somewhat unfamiliar face. At Li Shuyu's subtle signal, her taut body gradually relaxed.

"Alright!"

The moment Fei Jingxin spoke, the atmosphere fell utterly silent. Even Su Xinghe and his sister turned their heads in disbelief. No one had expected that Bai Yu's practically offensive "invitation" would be accepted so readily.

Yet before anyone could react, Fei Jingxin had already sheathed her longsword and slowly walked toward Bai Yu.

"This... how is that possible..."

Yin-Yang Old Ghost's face visibly twitched as he watched Fei Jingxin join Bai Yu's group directly.

Su Yue, however, watched Fei Jingxin and Bai Yu with a grave expression. Though she had not known Fei Jingxin for long, she understood her general character. She was absolutely not someone who would swallow humiliation and bend to others merely for protection.

And this abnormal behavior now... Could it be... that the two had known each other before?

Who exactly was this fellow... Why did the aura around him feel somewhat familiar?

Su Yue was not the only one with such doubts. Beside her, Su Xinghe likewise stared fixedly at Bai Yu. After withdrawing his gaze and looking at the constantly spinning compass, his brow twitched.

"The thing on him..."

"Damn it, could this person be that old beast?"

Su Xinghe's pupils contracted, clearly unable to believe it.

Impossible. How could that old thing have become like this? Could it be that he was already dead, and this young man had obtained his inheritance?

Su Xinghe felt