Zuo Xiaoduo raised his thumb.
Fang Yinuo, meanwhile, was utterly speechless.
"What exactly did you come to Phoenix City for?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked curiously.
"I came... actually, it was for the Phoenix Vein Soul Impact... sigh..."
How could Fang Yinuo dare conceal anything now? Fate has arranged my life into this state. Even if I keep struggling, what use would it be?
"So that's it."
Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes darted about as he asked, "Are you at the intermediate stage of Cloud Transformation? Or the advanced stage?"
"The advanced stage, close to the peak." Fang Yinuo obediently told him the whole truth.
"Among the Witch Alliance's people here in Phoenix City, is there anyone with a higher cultivation level than yours?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked with keen interest.
"Even if there are, there won't be many..." Fang Yinuo chose his words very carefully.
For some reason, in Fang Yinuo's eyes, Zuo Xiaoduo questioning him with the Dragon Blood Flying Knife in hand actually seemed to carry even more imposing authority than that person had back then.
The Dragon Blood Flying Knife was itself a token of identity, and a precious treasure besides. There was no doubt about that.
"There won't be many... so that means there are some?"
Zuo Xiaoduo asked.
As he spoke, he closely watched every change in Fang Yinuo's expression, gaze, and manner, increasingly feeling that the significance of this Dragon Blood Flying Knife really did seem extraordinary!
Zuo Xiaoduo sighed softly. "Looks like my skills are still lacking. When I read my face this morning, I clearly saw fortune and disaster intertwined, but how is this merely fortune and disaster in equal measure, with life and death coming one after another...?"
"I nearly got snuffed out..."
Fang Yinuo's expression instantly changed at those words. With his suspicious nature,