"Chen Xun, Cheng Yuanxian holds no low status. If used well, he could yield quite a few secrets of the Boundless Myriad Races."
Ke Ding smiled as he nodded at Cheng Yuan, then immediately sold him out to Chen Xun through a voice transmission.
The scene was far too obvious. Cheng Yuan could not possibly have been hunting Chen Xun down; that meant he had chosen to follow him...
"Oh?" Chen Xun chuckled. "Got it. Handle it as you see fit."
"It is our duty, and we shall not shirk it."
Ke Ding suddenly burst into laughter and cupped his fists toward the air, his robes fluttering in the wind. Cheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Ke Ding was saluting him and would no longer hold their past grievances against him.
"Azure Feather Illusion Clan, Cheng Yuan, greets you all, fellow immortals." Cheng Yuan generously cupped his fists toward all directions. He was an old hand at such occasions.
The many immortals present were all shrewd people. With smiles that did not reach their eyes, they introduced themselves to Cheng Yuan. It seemed they would be traveling together.
Suddenly, an exceedingly cold and poorly timed voice rang out...
"Immortal of the Boundless Hegemon Clans, what are you doing here? Is this a place you are worthy to set foot in?!"
"Greetings, Ancient Crown Prince. I have admired Your Highness for a long time. Now that I have seen you, you truly are stunning beyond compare..."
"You may set foot here."
"Many thanks, Your Highness."
Cheng Yuan smiled faintly. His clan had far too many descriptions and records concerning this Ancient Emperor of Longevity, and he knew exactly how to deal with him.
Yet he still sighed inwardly. Not one of the fellow immortals here was easy to