"Where do you cultivate?"
After asking his question, Red Thunder Old Monster gazed quietly at Li Ping, waiting for his answer.
The Western Wastes Cultivation World was not particularly large. There were only around a hundred Core Formation True Persons in all, and every one of them was known by name.
With a Li Jingyu suddenly appearing out of nowhere, Red Thunder Old Monster was naturally curious about his origins.
Li Ping merely smiled, however, without answering directly. "Oh? Why? Must one give an account of one's entire life just to trade at the Donghua Mountain Market Ward? How come I've never heard of such a rule?"
As Core Formation True Persons, they were essentially on the same level in terms of status, standing, and strength, even if Red Thunder Old Monster enjoyed greater fame. Li Ping naturally had no need to bow before him.
After all, they were not competing over some treasure. He trusted that Red Thunder Old Monster would not attack him simply because he refused to disclose his origins.
A Core Formation True Person who had lived for several hundred years-especially one like True Person Red Thunder, who had started out as a rogue cultivator-could hardly be a reckless fool.
Sure enough, upon hearing the barbs beneath Li Ping's mild words, Red Thunder Old Monster paused, then offered an apologetic smile. "I was being presumptuous. Of course the Market Ward has no such rule. I was merely curious myself. There's no harm if you would rather not say, Fellow Daoist Li."
"I see. In that case, there's no harm in telling you, Fellow Daoist Red Thunder." Li Ping nodded. "Like you, I also started out as a rogue cultivator."
Then he changed tack. "But since you're here at the Donghua Mountain Market Ward now, Fellow Daoist