"Hehe, where would the Cultivation World get any princes or nobles?"
The Spirit Transformation deacon was amused by them and said a few more words. "Our Pavilion Master used to serve under Miss Nangong. Her background is immense—those so-called princes and nobles cannot compare."
"...Impressive." Bai Xinghan's pupils contracted slightly. Such a fairy-like elder sister was actually someone else's subordinate. Just what sort of person was Miss Nangong? Did she have the final say over the entire Cultivation World?!
His worldview was still rather narrow, limited to the Desolate Heaven Domain and the Mortal Realm of the Gan Kingdom. He was still like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.
Thinking of this, Bai Xinghan could not help asking another question. "Senior, Miss Nangong..."
"Kid, there are some things you should not ask about." The Spirit Transformation deacon's face instantly turned icy as he tilted his head to stare at Bai Xinghan. "Our discussion here is already deeply disrespectful."
"Senior, you misunderstand! My junior brothers and I have only just arrived, and we certainly meant no harm. We had no intention of offending either you or Miss Nangong."
Seeing that the atmosphere had soured, Qian Wuhen immediately stepped in to smooth things over. Cupping his hands, he said amiably, "We will leave once we collect the Spirit Stones and will not delay Senior any longer."
Bai Xinghan smiled awkwardly beside him. He had merely been too curious about everything beyond their homeland and had not known what taboo he had touched.
Lightning Arrow lowered his gaze, the corners of his mouth curled in a half-smile. He loved seeing Bai Xinghan get embarrassed.
The Spirit Transformation cultivator from the Immortal Pavilion did not make things difficult for them. A faint, fierce baleful aura lingered around them, and they seemed to have come