"Ah! Right away!" Zhang Quan accepted it delightedly. The silver weighed at least ten taels, while a fine ready-made outfit would cost only a little over one tael. That would leave seven or eight taels, more than a month's wages. Clutching the silver, he scampered out eagerly.
"That waiter looks a bit like Xu Er!" Li Xiaoya suddenly remarked with a touch of nostalgia. With a flick of his sleeve, the door closed soundlessly. He then lay down on the bed, finding it soft and very comfortable.
He raised his wrist and looked at the White Necklace, murmuring, "Just what is this necklace? How could it ward off the demon-sealing divine milk when even someone at the Spirit Communion stage couldn't withstand it? Could my parents really be Great Cultivators from that place?" Li Xiaoya was mistaken about this. A Spirit Communion cultivator would not necessarily be unable to withstand the demon-sealing divine milk. The Human Realm cultivator who had descended back then had failed to return not because of the lake water, but because the Old Devil Feng Chenzi had killed him. It was a misunderstanding. As a member of the Devil Race, Feng Chenzi naturally could not pass through the demon-sealing divine milk, but everyone had misunderstood.
"But I absolutely cannot let Old Man Feng out. That fellow is definitely that devil!" Li Xiaoya's expression suddenly darkened as he spoke coldly.
Although he had suspected it all along, Li Xiaoya had never been entirely sure. He had merely felt that the fellow was up to no good. When he used the Overlord Art near the demon-sealing divine milk and had that black aura sucked out of him, however, he became completely certain that this fellow was the imprisoned Devil Lord. Most likely, the cultivation method he had taught