In the bamboo grove, the fish-dragon poked its head about. Its simple mind had always lacked any real sense of danger, so before long, it was swimming and playing amid the flowers and bamboo again, its black, lustrous scales brazenly drawing every eye.
"Guanlin Dingjiao—truly fine stock! This fish-dragon's essence blood likely already contains traces of a heavenly dragon's aura. Are you planning to sell it at the Treasure Exchange Banquet, Fellow Daoist?"
Zhao Ziyue strolled over with a smiling face. The lion cat in the crook of his arm had just yawned, its narrowed eyes and lazy manner forming a vivid contrast with the lively fish-dragon.
Yu Ci glanced at him without responding, lowering his gaze to the list in his hand. In this roster of cultivators entering the city compiled by Bai Ri Mansion, Zhao Ziyue stood at the very top, and the description of him was also the most detailed. That was not merely because he held such an eye-catching Great Cat in his arms. More importantly, among all the cultivators who had entered the city, he was known to be the strongest.
Bai Ri Mansion's intelligence placed him at the middle stage of Core Formation.
With middle-stage Core Formation cultivation, among Juebi City's various powers, only Jin Huan could reliably suppress him in open view. As for in the shadows... there was no need to speak of that.
Yet this was not the most troublesome thing about Zhao Ziyue. He had not come alone; he and his companions numbered seven in all. Even if none of the others were Core Formation cultivators, the weakest among the remaining six was still at the middle stage of Spirit Communion, at the level of Refine Yin God. Those seven alone had enough strength to swagger sideways through Juebi City.