The Blood Jade Spirit Python looked utterly frenzied. Its scarlet tongue flickered in and out, and its blood-jade scales stood on end. It raised its head high, ready to swallow the blue-faced old man whole.
The blue-faced old man merely snorted. Without so much as another glance at the man and beast, he surveyed the hall, then walked over and sat down several yards from Xu Yan.
"Heh heh, Old Blood Freak, I'll sit right here without moving. Strike if you have the guts." Even after sitting down, the blue-faced old man did not forget to taunt him.
"You... how dare you! Blue-Faced Ghost, just wait until you leave Divine Peak City. See how I deal with you then!"
The red-robed old man spat out a threat, a glint of icy light shooting from his sinister eyes. Naturally, he dared not attack within Divine Peak City. His earlier display had been nothing but posturing.
After soothing the Blood Jade Spirit Python around his neck, the red-robed old man sat down indignantly. Even so, he kept his gaze fixed on the blue-faced old man, as though the man had murdered his father.
Their behavior immediately stirred up a commotion in the hall. Many cultivators who knew their identities began discussing them.
Xu Yan's interest stirred. He was particularly curious about the red-robed old man, so he listened closely from the side.
"Heh heh, Old Blood Freak Hong Shan and Blue-Faced Ghost Yang Ren have been enemies for a full sixty-year cycle. Unfortunately, neither can do anything to the other." A cultivator in the hall spoke softly, glancing at the pair with an intrigued expression.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a surprised voice rang out nearby.
"Brother Fang, you came to the Easy Spirit Hall's Private Trade Fair too?"
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