"Anything else?" Gong Qingyan looked at Nether Child.
"No. When you challenge experts from every path, watch your safety. Those experts capable of suppressing an era are all deeply hidden," Nether Child reminded her.
"Alright, I'll be careful." Gong Qingyan nodded calmly and left without hesitation.
Only after watching Gong Qingyan disappear from sight did Nether Child withdraw his gaze. He shook his head and smiled. "She really has no feelings between men and women at all. Even her words carry a sense of distance."
Speaking with Gong Qingyan gave him an unfamiliar sense of distance. It was not because they had only met twice; it was an aloof aura that Gong Qingyan naturally possessed.
No matter where she was, she was not there to make friends. She was there to cultivate, to grow stronger.
There was only the Dao in her eyes!
Just as Hua Yunfei had said, no one could get close to her. Only now did Nether Child truly understand it—the sense of distance was far too obvious.
"Still, she really is handsome."
The corners of Nether Child's lips rose, and he was not discouraged.
He was Nether Lord's disciple, the Dark World's strongest prodigy. With both his background and strength at the very pinnacle, he refused to believe he could not win over even one woman.
He turned and left in the exact opposite direction from Gong Qingyan. The two went their separate ways, backs turned against each other.
When he returned to Snowfall Ancient City, though it was already deep into the night, the ancient city remained brightly lit and bustling with voices.
Snowfall Ancient City possessed a natural geographical advantage. Nearly every cultivator who unearthed a treasure came here to sell or trade it, making Snowfall Ancient City an enormous trading market as well.