After Xiao Hua finished describing Xiaoyu Continent, both Fairy Xingyue and Xu Zhi were astonished. Xu Zhi actually asked, "What? You said Xiaoyu Continent only had Daoist sect cultivators? Oh, and sword cultivators and beast cultivators, but no Confucian cultivators or Buddhist Sect? Not even the Demon Race?"
"Yes, there wasn't even a trace of Confucian cultivators! There was only one Buddhist Sect ruin!" Xiao Hua nodded. "Legend had it that there were once Confucian cultivators and the Buddhist Sect in ancient times, but they were all exterminated by our Daoist sect!"
"Impossible!!" Fairy Xingyue shook her head without hesitation. "There absolutely isn't such a realm anywhere nearby as the one you described!"
"Perhaps..." Xu Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Hua's cultivation was not high enough back then, and perhaps he had not traveled through many places. He might not have seen the full picture of Xiaoyu Continent..."
"Yes!" Xiao Hua nodded. "In the northwest of Xiaoyu Continent, there was a Million Meng Mountain. Within it were so-called soul cultivators who cultivated the Twelve Great Gods. On the other side of Million Meng Mountain, there seemed to be a place called... some kind of Shali Alliance..."
"Hiss, you said soul... soul cultivators?? Soul cultivators of the Twelve Great Gods?" Fairy Xingyue cried out. Her face showed even greater shock as she said, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"What is impossible about it?" Xu Zhi was equally stunned. Looking at Xiao Hua, then at Fairy Xingyue, he asked curiously, "What are the Twelve Great Gods? And what are soul cultivators??"
"Remember this!" A rare look of terror appeared on Fairy Xingyue's face. "You must absolutely never mention the Twelve Great Gods or soul cultivators again! Not if you still want to live and avoid being hunted down by