"You're too kind, Fellow Daoist Black. We were discussing the details of gathering the Earthcore Fire Lotuses. Since you're here, please join us. And who might this fellow Daoist be?" The middle-aged man in blue brocade rose to his feet. He appeared to be the host, and he looked toward Shen Luo as he asked in a calm voice.
"Fellow Daoist Lord Fu, everyone, allow me to introduce Fellow Daoist Shen Luo, a good friend of mine. When he heard that Fellow Daoist Lord Fu intended to gather Earthcore Fire Lotuses, he came along with me," Black Bear Spirit said, cupping his hands toward those seated.
"I am Shen Luo. Greetings, fellow Daoists." All five people in the hall were True Immortals. Shen Luo stepped forward and cupped his fists.
"Fellow Daoist Black, gathering Earthcore Fire Lotuses is no trifling matter. Danger lurks at every turn. Why have you brought along a human brat at the early True Immortal stage?" Before Lord Fu could speak, the old turtle in blue robes glanced at Shen Luo and spoke flatly, dissatisfaction seeping into his tone.
Everyone in the hall was a True Immortal, with even the weakest at the True Immortal mid stage. The old turtle in blue robes and Lord Fu had both reached the late True Immortal stage.
How could Shen Luo fail to hear the contempt in this demon's words? Yet he paid it no mind. He merely smiled faintly and turned his gaze away.
With his current cultivation and his many magic treasures, he could hold his own even against a Taiyi being. He had no reason to care what a late True Immortal stage member of the Demon Race thought of him.
Some, however, mistook Shen Luo's response for a timid retreat.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Turtle is