Yan Shaozhe's expression shifted slightly. Then he and Xuan Zi called Huo Yuhao and his companion out, leaving Gu Qingnian alone on the field.
The moment they had gone, Xuan Zi asked impatiently, "Were those two phantoms of yours self-created soul skills? What are they called? What do they do?" His face was a picture of excitement.
Beside him, Yan Shaozhe could no longer maintain his composure either. Brimming with excitement, he asked, "Also, why did that ability have such a strange aura? What soul skill does your hundred-thousand-year fifth soul ring give you? What exactly have you been through all this time?" He seemed to have completely forgotten the earlier matter with Ma Xiaotao.
Gu Qingnian felt a little embarrassed. "How about I come see you tomorrow?" As he spoke, he glanced at the dusk sky.
The two elders froze and instinctively exchanged a glance. Xuan Zi was just about to wave a hand and say it was still early when he abruptly paused. In the end, he could only wave helplessly and say:
"Tomorrow, then. Head back early and get a good night's rest. Remember to come here for the gathering tomorrow morning."
Gu Qingnian said little more. After a few polite words, he turned and left...
"Tsk, that kid has quite a few secrets. He might have just been fooling around today."
Xuan Zi's brow creased slightly as he spoke with a hint of regret.
Yan Shaozhe nodded in agreement. "Indeed. Just this one fight brought two secrets to light. Tsk, tsk, tsk...
"Look how quickly he left... Still, no matter. We'll have quite a show to watch during tomorrow morning's practice!"
As he spoke, Yan Shaozhe could not help letting out a sly cackle. Beside him, Xuan Zi's brow relaxed as well.
"Exactly. With those seven