Three Birds with One Stone

"He's an interesting fellow."

Li Rui opened his eyes and saw wisps of white cloud sent from the Heaven Array Tower.

He and Zhong Li had sat together discussing the Dao.

Their discussion had lasted the entire night.

Back in Clear River, this was how one wandered the martial world. When meeting someone, why would one start fighting and killing the moment they met?

That was brainless.

Veterans of the martial world would usually amiably offer a roll of grass tobacco.

Then they would ask about the other party's identity.

If the person was rather renowned, they would make friends; if he was a hotheaded fool, it would not be too late to kill him afterward.

If one killed everyone they encountered, one certainly would not get far.

The same principle applied in the Immortal Cultivation World.

Of course.

The prerequisite was that one had to remain unfathomable to one's opponent.

This was when the importance of reputation became apparent.

Beneath a great name, there were no empty men—much less when that name came from the Heavenly Secret Record.

Zhong Li was strong, but against Li Rui, ranked seventh on the Human Rankings, with the Great Void Dao Field also suppressing their cultivation, he did not dare claim certain victory.

Not fighting was the wisest choice.

Li Rui thought the same.

Had he encountered someone he could easily kill, this young master from Divine Deer Academy might not have been quite so good-tempered.

Over the following days.

He never saw Zhong Li again.

This also confirmed for him that Zhong Li's entry into the Great Void Dao Field was probably limited in number.

Life returned to normal.

Li Rui cultivated diligently without pause, and his cultivation advanced steadily.

"Three thousand three hundred li."

He examined himself inwardly and murmured softly.