Untangling Doubts and Stirring Hearts

Bai Youlou and Zhou Pankong sat somewhat nervously before the low table.

Across from them, Huai Jin True Person, dressed in simple robes, smiled as he brewed tea. Beside him sat Ye Xiu, a figure who had only ever appeared in rumors and whose true face few had seen.

"Are you wondering why I invited him here as well?"

Huai Jin True Person pointed at Ye Xiu beside him, the smile on his face unchanged.

The strongest cultivators the two young men had ever seen were no more than elders of their own sects. Though those elders were also Purple Palace Realm cultivators, in terms of cultivation, they were a hundred thousand miles behind Huai Jin and Ye Xiu.

Moreover, people familiar to them were always deliberately stripped of the extra weight attached to their identities. Thus, even Bai Youlou, who could remain normal before his master, felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles.

Zhou Pankong beside him was in an even worse state.

He had never been particularly welcome within his sect. Unlike Bai Youlou, who often met with his elders, Zhou Pankong did not even see his own master twice in an entire year.

Seeing the two youths lower their heads like quails, Ye Xiu secretly rolled his eyes at Huai Jin True Person.

This fellow had insisted on dragging him here to display some so-called approachability, but even an outsider to the cultivation world like Ye Xiu clearly understood that there was a true natural chasm between cultivators of different ranks.

It had nothing to do with whether their relationship was good or bad, nor did it depend on their backgrounds.

By instinct, living creatures feared beings capable of killing them with ease.

Just imagine it. If, as an ordinary human being, you woke