Su Shi'er's pupils contracted slightly as his gaze settled on an exquisitely beautiful yet valiant figure.
"Fellow Daoist Ling Yue Shang, she came too?
"Well, as a Sword Cultivator of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect with exceptional talent in the Sword Dao, how could she possibly stay away after learning that Shenzhu Mountain Villa was holding a Sword Discussion Convention?"
His gaze lingered briefly, but Su Shi'er had no intention of greeting Ling Yue Shang.
After all, he was currently traveling the world under a different voice and appearance.
Among the group from Shenzhu Mountain Villa, Su Shi'er also spotted Jiang Feixue and her brother, as well as Feng Jianxing, now an elder of Shenzhu Mountain Villa.
These were people Su Shi'er knew relatively well.
Beyond them, Su Shi'er saw another figure—both unfamiliar and familiar.
"Ji Changfeng, the Son of the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race—he actually came to the Sword Discussion Convention?
"Given his identity as a Demon Cultivator of the Demon Race, if the people of the Cultivation World discovered him, they should never let the matter rest.
"Yet judging by his manner, he seemed to have something to rely on and showed no fear at all of being targeted by Cultivation World cultivators."
Su Shi'er's gaze paused briefly on Ji Changfeng as thoughts churned in his mind.
No one understood the grudges between the Demon Race and the Cultivation World better than Su Shi'er.
For thousands, even tens of thousands of years, the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land and the Demon Realm had battled without end.
Now that Demon Race cultivators had emerged into the world, they had seized quite a bit of territory from the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land.
Logically speaking, Ji Changfeng, the Young Master of the Demon Race, appearing at Shenzhu Mountain Villa's Sword