"It seems that Gui Youming was right; something bad did happen to you after you left the Secret Realm. You better be careful."
Mistletoe thought of the moment when just after Gui Youming's warning, Lu Xingze was no longer a Xuanling Sect Disciple upon leaving the Secret Realm.
Hearing this, Lu Xingze was about to ask what Gui Youming said when he felt a murderous intent locking onto him, an attack approaching rapidly.
Lu Xingze spun around, drawing his sword to block, and took the brunt of the sneak attack from a cultivator at the Peak of Void Refinement.
His blood surged in reverse, and his purple Demonic Qi erupted at that moment to protect its master.
Lu Xingze, with his silver hair scattered, stood with his sword, restrained by the remaining oppressive force.
"Hmph, Lord Xiaoyao sure is skilled, taking a demon as a disciple," Lu Changbin said with his hands behind his back, disdainfully sneering as he looked at the person resisting in his grasp.
"Demon!"
