"Whoosh!" Li Xiaoya narrowed his eyes slightly at the sight, then vanished in a flash...
"Uh!" The attendant froze in surprise. Suddenly, his entire body went rigid, unable to move, even his expression locked in place...
Meanwhile.
Li Xiaoya appeared on the rooftop of a tall building...
"Tap, tap!" A silver coin flipped back and forth in Li Xiaoya's hand. The coin was exquisitely crafted, its edges covered in intricate patterns. One side depicted a continent, while the other bore the number one hundred...
Immortal cultivators had their own dignity. Even with all his magic power gone, Li Xiaoya was not someone a mortal could bully. That attendant would probably have to stand in the doorway like that for an entire day...
"What an interesting little girl! Not bad-quite a little genius!" Looking at the coin in his hand, Li Xiaoya muttered, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Mistaking him for a beggar was one thing, but mistaking him for a female beggar was going too far. After thinking it over, he realized what was wrong. It was not that the wrinkles on his face made it impossible to tell whether he was male or female, but rather his build. Compared to most martial artists, he was far too small and slight, making his figure look rather feminine...
Still, although he had only glanced at the girl, Li Xiaoya could tell that despite her youth, her blood force was astonishing. She was probably either a peak fourth-level martial artist or a fifth-level martial artist... To have such cultivation at fifteen or sixteen was equivalent to reaching the late Golden Core stage at that age, measured by the strength of immortal cultivators. Naturally, that was quite impressive...
*Could this girl be the one Young Master Tianshang and Young Master Yang