Xiao Feng was also exceptionally uneasy outside the door. Little Mountain Peak's true Peak Master had returned.
Yet he was still only a Registered Disciple. He had not even lit his Everlasting Lamp, and could only be counted as an unofficial member of the Azure Cloud Sect.
What if Hu Yun met him, discovered that he had no Root Bone at all and could not cultivate like a normal cultivator, and refused to admit him?
Although he could now take on Nascent Soul Realm spirit beasts head-on with his physical body without any trouble, at the end of the day, he was still different from mainstream cultivators!
At this moment, the future Humanity's Great Emperor was as apprehensive as a small-town exam grinder who had just passed the written test and was about to face an interview.
When he heard Hu Yun calmly call his name, Xiao Feng went over the speech he had long prepared once more, then steeled himself and walked into the main hall.
After agonizing over whether to step through the doorway with his left foot or his right, Xiao Feng made a move that stunned everyone in the hall.
Xiao Feng walked up to the threshold, jumped with both feet, and hopped straight inside.
The corners of Hu Yun's and Ouyang's mouths twitched simultaneously. They exchanged a glance. Was there something wrong with this kid's head?
Xiao Feng hopped inside without raising his head, then walked up to Hu Yun with his head lowered. He dropped to both knees, kowtowed to Hu Yun, and said, "Your disciple Xiao Feng pays his respects, Master!"
Hu Yun looked at Xiao Feng kneeling obediently on the floor and, seeing the faintly visible Vermilion Bird phantom at his neck, nodded inwardly.
Not one of the unfilial brats on Little