Zheng Youlin soon arrived at the door. There was not the slightest trace of nervousness on his face. Let alone meeting a Fusion Realm cultivator—even Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators were people he had seen before.
Besides, he was out here handling affairs. As a dignified cultivator of the Yin-Yang Chaos Sect, he could not tarnish his own sect's name.
Just from Qiu Yu's attitude after hearing him announce his sect, it was clear that even though the other party was tucked away in some remote corner, they still knew the great name of the Yin-Yang Chaos Sect and had treated him quite warmly.
With one step, Zheng Youlin crossed through the doorway. The first thing he saw was a lean old man seated in the middle, directly opposite the entrance. The old man was looking at him as well.
After quietly probing him, Zheng Youlin was startled. He could not sense the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power from the other party. To be precise, in his senses, the other party was no different from an ordinary mortal.
His cultivation technique isn't bad!
Zheng Youlin could not help praising him inwardly. How could he know that, let alone using a magic treasure to conceal his aura, even if the other party merely hid it with his own cultivation, Zheng Youlin would still be unable to see through him?
"Yin-Yang Chaos Sect disciple Zheng Youlin pays respects to Senior Yuan!"
Qiu Yu had already explained that the one receiving him was a Martial Uncle surnamed Yuan. In truth, this displeased Zheng Youlin greatly.
He had already gotten to the bottom of Luo Gucheng. Yet neither of their two Supreme Elders had appeared, and they had instead sent a demon beast to speak with him.
Still, the other party was a seventh-rank demon