"No need for courtesy. The founder of my sect was a cultivator from Wei Country, so there's some affinity after all."
As he spoke, a leisurely radiance rose in those handsome eyes, a deep blue that fell upon Li Xuanfeng. He gave a light "hmm?"
Yuan Su seemed to have anticipated this, poured a cup for himself, and drank. Perfected Person Pu Yu said softly:
"Your blood and Qi are truly outstanding, born with divine power—this is indeed a fine body."
Saying this, he made no effort to avoid Li Xuanfeng, letting out two soft laughs, and asked:
"Does Senior Yuan Su intend to settle into this body?"
Li Xuanfeng's expression did not change; he listened in silence. Yuan Su gave two muffled chuckles, the mist upon his face wavered slightly, then he drawled lazily:
"Forget it. I'm not used to others' bodies, and have no patience for so many spells. If I truly wished it, I'd have reached Zifu peak long ago—what need would there be to cling to life as I do now?"
