"Could it be that you know me, young friend?"
Seeing Lu Chen's face filled with undisguised astonishment,
Zhong Kui's thick brows lifted slightly, his curly beard trembling as a hint of surprise seeped into his voice.
Ever since the mortal world had expressly forbidden the private invocation of deities,
over the past two or three centuries,
many House Immortals had long since faded from mortal sight, gradually becoming legends buried in old papers.
In his past demon-slaying and righteous deeds, he had encountered several mortals as well, yet not a single one had been able to accurately name the origin of his honorific title.
Nor had they known what sort of deity Zhong Kui truly was.
Only when he encountered those spirit cultivators of profound cultivation and great age
did they know a little of his deeds.
Yet this mortal lad before him appeared to be barely over twenty, and he had recognized him at a glance.
How could Zhong Kui not be surprised?
"Of course I know you! True Lord, your great name is like thunder piercing the ears. Who in this world does not know of you?"
Lu Chen excitedly stepped forward and seized Zhong Kui's hand.
Among the deities of the Three Realms, Zhong Kui absolutely ranked among the top ten in renown.
Especially within the Daoist system, this man's status was even more extraordinary.
The height of his prestige likely fell only slightly short of several Great Celestial Masters.
To Lu Chen, he was like a die-hard young fan meeting the idol he had admired for so long.
Hearing this, Zhong Kui stroked his beard and burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Who would have thought that after the tides of time had shifted and the world changed, such a young talent would still recognize me!"
Xie Qingyi