Li Yang glanced around and spread his hands. "A shame there aren't any evil fiends here. Otherwise, I could kill one to liven things up for everyone."
The moment he spoke, the entire venue fell deathly silent.
In a gathering overflowing with hormones, he had instantly chilled the atmosphere.
Li Yang did not care.
On the contrary, he had already shown considerable restraint.
To be allowed to stay, he had even taken the initiative to discuss his interests and hobbies. Otherwise, he would have left it at "Li Yang of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect."
Hua Xiangrong could not help laughing. "Young Sword Cultivator, are you here to find a Dao companion or to settle a blood feud?"
Li Yang scratched his head. "But slaying demons and defending the Dao really is my hobby. Cutting down monsters and executing evil beings is pretty good too."
Seeing the Five-Office Sword Envoy token at Li Yang's waist, Hua Xiangrong smiled and said:
"But most Kun cultivators don't want to explore the Great Dao with a companion who might perish at any moment."
Li Yang remained unconcerned. "Then we simply aren't fated to be together."
The Kun cultivator Heavenly Prodigies soon began scoring him.
The numbers on the screen of light flickered before finally stopping at 90.
It was unbelievable.
But sometimes, to those lofty Kun cultivator Heavenly Prodigies, precisely this indifferent attitude held the greatest appeal.
Because Li Yang was strong enough, and because his performance in the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm had been dazzling enough.
In their eyes, he was a man shrouded in mystery, someone with the makings of a leader, an existence they had to look up to.
For that very reason, although Li Yang's introduction had been utterly lackluster, in a sense, was that not another expression of his