I Know You're Impressive-Why Don't You Go Kill That Ninth-Stage One?

Gu Yuan sat in the library for quite a while.

Only then did he see Wang Chi suddenly appear.

Hadn't this old man said he was going to look at beautiful women?

Had he followed the internet cable to find some beauties?

After giving Wang Chi a careful look, Gu Yuan suddenly noticed that the corner of his clothes was somewhat torn.

Could he have just gone to fight with some beautiful woman? But that had been far too quick.

Did cultivators at this level indulge in this sort of thing too?

"Why are you looking at me? Damn it, I almost got myself killed. Didn't you say you were going to the Demon Race world?"

"You were too fast. I didn't see a thing."

Wang Chi cursed under his breath. He was in excellent spirits overall, though his complexion was rather unpleasant.

Almost got himself killed?

This old guy had gone there too?

"I asked you to come with me, but you refused. You went by yourself—What the hell does that have to do with me?"

Reclining in his chair, Gu Yuan swayed back and forth and waved a hand.

"But you said you nearly got yourself killed. With your cultivation, that shouldn't have happened, should it?"

Taking advantage of the topic, Gu Yuan probed into Wang Chi's strength—and the Demon Race's foundations as well.

He had already glimpsed a fraction of the Demon Race's foundations. It was not much, but enough to show that they were anything but ordinary.

He wondered what sort of person could provoke such a reaction from an existence as arrogantly supreme as old Wang Chi.

"And you still bring it up? Damn it, the moment I got there, there was a Ninth Tribulation first-stage powerhouse. Just a mere first stage, and he dared