As Chu Mo sized up True Person Youzhen, True Person Youzhen was observing him as well.
Inside the True Illusion Hall, most people veiled their faces with hazy divine light. Chu Mo had done as the locals did, so the other man failed to recognize him at first.
This man's aura... why does it feel a little familiar? True Person Youzhen wondered.
His thoughts raced, and he ventured a question. "I am Youzhen. Forgive my presumption, but might I ask your name, junior brother?"
"Youxuan." Chu Mo cupped his fists in return.
"Youxuan. A fine name! Truly a fine-"
True Person Youzhen had been about to offer his customary flattery when his voice abruptly caught. He had suddenly found that name in his memory.
He raised his head and looked Chu Mo up and down, astonishment showing in his eyes.
Wasn't this the man who achieved Heavenly Script Foundation Establishment a few years ago? How had he suddenly reached Golden Core?
When he first heard about Chu Mo, he had been interested in the properties of his Dao Mansion and had even entertained certain intentions. Various considerations, however, had led him to abandon them.
"What, have you heard of me too, fellow Daoist?" Chu Mo asked with a calm smile.
At those words, Youzhen recovered from his surprise. His eyes shifted, and an eager smile immediately spread across his face.
"How could I forget? You attended one of my little lectures on cultivation back then, junior brother. To meet again here in the True Illusion Hall today-we share no shallow thread of fate, no shallow thread at all!"
He spoke with easy familiarity, drawing himself closer to Chu Mo without mentioning that the "lecture" had been intended to screen suitable test subjects for the "Evolutionary Mansion Art." Chu Mo did