"Uh?"
Almost immediately, Zhou Xiaoyu's golden eyes are drawn to Long Hua.
"…"
Staring back at Zhou Xiaoyu—who is dressed in a white changpao with long white hair, Long Hua meets the former's stare without hiding his irritation.
(A practitioner? I can't tell his cultivation base, however…)
Thinking of this, and looking at the damaged Hope City, Zhou Xiaoyu is led to believe that all of this had been caused by Long Hua; and with this thought in mind, she figured that the latter's cultivation base can't be weak.
"Hm?"
Narrowing her golden eyes, Zhou Xiaoyu also sees Bai Wen and the others, who are at a distance.
(Three Nascent Soul realms, and a Core Formation realm, along with the Zhen siblings?)
Ignoring Wu Xiao and the others completely, Zhou Xiaoyu smiles with excitement. And rather quickly, she turns her focus onto Long Hua.
"…"
"…"
In the same instance, numerous weapon spirits—hailing from the inner domain, emerged from the dark rift.
As these weapon spirits touch their feet onto the ground, several of them are recognized by the members of the Ashen River Hall, causing a sense of hope to manifest in their hearts.
Following the final batch of weapon spirits dropping down, the rift closes.
Similarly, the weapon spirits of the outer domain—who had taken some time to find this place, also drops in from the breach that Long Hua and the others had used.
For reasons unknown to them, all the White Serpent King replicas had collapsed into a puddle of mercurous liquid and evaporated.
Upon landing, Hong Xuan frowns, and asks—
"What's going on?"
"…?"
Scanning the tattered cityscape, Xun Yu also has a similar look of confusion on her face.
"…"
"…"
"…"
Followed by Yang Ning, Xu Tian Kun and Zhou Chen approach Zhou Xiaoyu.
"Ai."
Heaving a sigh, Bai Wen takes a step forward, and appears beside Long Hua.
Upon Bai Wen's appearance, Zhou Chen widens his eyes.
"Y-You're…?"
"…"
Turning towards Zhou Chen, Bai Wen narrows his heterochromatic eyes with a frown on his face, and says—
"I don't know if I should say that it's been a while or not, Yun Bi Xie."
"…"
As Zhou Chen replies with silence, a gleam of immense hatred emanates from Yang Ning and Xu Tian Kun's eyes, as they take a step forward.
"Ling Yuan Zi!"
"You bastard, you're still alive!?"
Hearing what Yang Ning had called Bai Wen, Zhou Xiaoyu also widens her eyes, and looks to Bai Wen.
"Ling Yuan Ancestor?"
Similarly to Yang Ning and Xu Tian Kun, Zhou Xiaoyu's eyes also gleamed with a light of immense hatred.
Bai Wen—Ling Yuan Ancestor, also known as Ling Yuan Zi, is the creator of the Leng Bing Realm; the one who had turned all outer star region practitioners into weapon spirits.
"…"
Descending onto the ground, Zhou Xiaoyu glances at Zhou Chen, the one who had commissioned Ling Yuan Zi to create this world.
With a similar light of hatred for Ling Yuan Zi in her eyes, Zhou Xiaoyu remarks—
"Yun Bi Xie, you're also here?"
"…"
"…"
Glancing between Zhou Chen and Zhou Xiaoyu, Yang Ning says—
"Surnamed Zhou, save it for later. Right now, Ling Yuan Zi and that surnamed Long takes priority."
Drawing in a deep breath of air, Zhou Xiaoyu returns her attention to Long Hua and Bai Wen.
"…"
Detecting the light of greed in Zhou Xiaoyu's golden eyes, Long Hua asks—
"Lao Bai, who's this surnamed Zhou—who is looking at me like a slut?"
"…!"
"Hahaha!"
Contrary to Zhou Xiaoyu, who reacts with a dagger-like glare, Bai Wen laughs aloud, and answers—
"Hmm, this slut is called Zhou Xiaoyu. During the slut's practitioner life, the slut was a member of the Golden Dragon Tribe. For the past 550,000 years, this old slut has been devouring any living practitioners that she can get her slutty claws on."
"Oh?"
"Due to this old slut's special divine art, this old slut is able to obtain a body that is akin to a practitioner by refining them."
Understanding the situation, Long Hua replies—
"I see. So, this old slut's goal in coming to the outer domain—it's to devour us, correct?"
"Indeed. What an old slut really."
"Truly an old slut."
"…"
Being called an old slut back-to-back, the intensity of Zhou Xiaoyu's glare has already peaked, as she grinds her teeth together, and begrudgingly says—
"To have the galls to call this god an old slut. You two…-"
Shrugging his shoulders, Long Hua says—
"Old slut, if you're going to say—that we're courting death, save it. There's plenty of people who want me dead; adding an old slut like you onto the list, it isn't going to make a difference."
"…"
As Zhou Xiaoyu twitches an eye, Long Hua takes out four spirit herb cigars, and lights them.
Sucking in the fumes, Long Hua goes through the cigars in the span of a second—prior to spitting their ends aside.
"Should I give you a pill?"
"No need. Dealing with an old slut and these old ghosts, what I have right now is more than enough."
Towards Long Hua's bold statement, Yang Ning and Xu Tian Kun shouts—
"Surnamed Long, I dare you to say that to my face—at my prime!"
"Venomous snake, if my cultivation base is still present, I can turn you into ashes at the snap of my fingers!"
Shaking his head, Long Hua replies—
"What's the point of talking about ancient history? And if we were to talk about ancient history…"
Directing a family-disowning face at the two, Long Hua chuckles in a mocking manner.
"…"
"…"
Seeing the expression on Long Hua's face, both Yang Ning and Xu Tian Kun grind their teeth together with a bulging vein on their foreheads.