Su Shi'er narrowed his eyes without admitting anything. "What makes you say that?"
"With your strength and methods, Fellow Daoist, you could have killed it from the very beginning without alerting me. Yet you deliberately made such a fuss. If you did not have business with me, then you must have been deliberately provoking me, no?"
Granny Yun spoke again, exposing Su Shi'er's little scheme in just a few words.
Su Shi'er smiled calmly, neither denying nor admitting it.
Tilting his head, he scrutinized the figure before him and asked, "Granny Yun, is it? I am quite curious—what exactly are you?"
"There is not the slightest trace of cultivation aura on your entire body, and your form is not even corporeal. Yet in terms of strength, you should be no weaker than a Nascent Soul cultivator."
"You are not quite a soul, nor are you the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Could it be..."
Halfway through his words, a strange glint flashed through Su Shi'er's eyes, and the words "Primordial Spirit" flitted through his mind.
A Primordial Spirit was an existence beyond the Nascent Soul. To form one meant that the original body's cultivation realm had at least reached the Out of Body stage.
Looking again at Granny Yun before him, Su Shi'er's eyes held several more traces of wariness.
"What kind of existence I am is unimportant. What matters is that you and I are not enemies, are we?"
With a single glance, Granny Yun knew that Su Shi'er had already formed his own guess.
Like Su Shi'er, she neither confirmed nor denied it.
When she spoke again, she went straight to the point. "State your purpose plainly. Wasting time benefits neither you nor me."
Having guessed that Granny Yun before him was very likely, or had