Ruthless froze. What kind of name was that? Soy Sauce Immortal?
"Soy sauce... what is it? Something worthy of that Red Dust Immortal taking it as his Daoist name?" Ruthless asked.
Meng Chuan suddenly wanted to laugh, but seeing Ruthless's solemn expression, he told himself he couldn't. No matter how funny it was, he couldn't laugh.
In the world of Shrouding the Heavens, soy sauce did not yet exist. Mortals had something similar, but they did not call it soy sauce.
"What he's called isn't important." Meng Chuan's face was grave, though the corners of his mouth kept curling up before he forced them back into place.
"True." Ruthless nodded.
"You've sensed it too, haven't you?" Meng Chuan looked into the distance, where a Strange World lay.
"You mean that world?" Ruthless understood at once. She had long since been able to sense it and even force her way in.
But what would be the point of going there?
"Yes. Someone in that world has also set foot on the Red Dust Immortal Path."
Meng Chuan meant the Soy Sauce Immortal whom Wushi had fought alongside the Undying Heavenly Emperor in the original story, two against one.
"That world is extraordinary. It has a little Longevity Substance, which its Supreme-level figures have divided among themselves. In sheer numbers, they should surpass our world."
Meng Chuan's words carried another implication.
They had the advantage in quantity. As for quality, that was another matter.
In truth, Soy Sauce Immortal's Red Dust Immortal Path was not entirely pure. Changsheng Substance was bound to leave a few Flaws.
Wushi and the Undying Heavenly Emperor had faced similar problems in the original story.
A true Red Dust Immortal had to live against the tide in the Dharma-Ending Age, where Changsheng had been cut off entirely.