"What, do you know me, fellow Daoist?"
The young man in white pointed at himself and replied through voice transmission, his face full of surprise.
"No, I don't. I just thought you looked... rather handsome, fellow Daoist. Do you have a Dao companion?"
Ji Yuan silently circulated the Nine-Gate Soul-Calming Scripture. The Soul-Calming Bell in his Sea of Consciousness trembled, then sent out a wave that steadied his Divine Soul and calmed his mind.
The reason this man frightened Ji Yuan so badly was, of course, his appearance.
And his aura.
He had been too far away for Ji Yuan to see clearly before. But now he was sitting right beside him...
Ji Yuan saw him clearly.
He recognized both the face and the aura. The young man in white before him had a name that rang far and wide: Mei Zhuang!
Damn it. I was just wondering where this bastard went after leaving Cangluo. Turns out he came to the Abyssal Continent too?!
And you're a Demon Beast who's achieved Form Transformation, an old monster of the Nascent Soul Realm. Why are you butting into a gathering of Core Formation Cultivators? Are you insane?
Ji Yuan cursed him inwardly.
But gradually, he noticed Mei Zhuang's gaze on him... change.
At first, Mei Zhuang had still seemed to be playing along. After a few more looks, though, his voice rang out in Ji Yuan's Sea of Consciousness.
"Well, look who it is. We're old friends, aren't we? No wonder you were staring at me like that. Should I call you Ji Yuan now, or... Old Devil Ji?
"Tsk, tsk. You've only just arrived, and you've already made quite a name for yourself. A much bigger name than an old thing like me."
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