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At that moment, several demons gathered around.
"Where did the Heishui Brothers cultivate before?" one asked.
"Yeah, I've never heard of your name; it's quite mysterious," another chimed in.
"We're all demons here; we should interact more in the future," they said eagerly to Black Python. Suddenly, a stranger from the Yuan Shen Realm appeared, and they naturally wanted to clarify his background.
Black Python merely smiled and casually brushed them off. He noticed that almost everyone in the grand hall was secretly observing him.
Sensing their curiosity about his aloofness, the demons tactfully stopped surrounding him and engaging in conversation. There was no need to offend someone if they couldn't win him over.
"By the way, do you know about Zhenbei Wang's ambitions in the north?" one of them asked.
"Of course, he even sent someone to recruit me, but I declined," Black Python replied. "He's just a pretender to the throne; he's not a True Dragon. Even if he occupies the north, it won't mean much."
"Haha, but he doesn't believe that. Still, there's no need to offend him; let him be pleased for a while," Black Python continued, listening to the demons' discussions. His eyes flickered; it seemed these demons were quite cunning, merely observing from a distance.
"The Black Mountain Old Demon sent someone to find me as well," he added. "He came with a strong Yuan Shen Realm warrior, but my brother killed him."
Several demons gasped in surprise. "Really? A Yuan Shen Realm warrior is quite difficult to kill."
"Do I have any reason to lie to you?" Black Python said with a smug grin.
The demons exchanged glances, feeling increasingly wary of Black Python. To be able to kill a peer from the Yuan Shen Realm meant he was indeed top-tier strength.
Dragon Lord listened intently to their conversation, his expression growing serious as he wondered where this person had come from. Normally, someone of such strength would already be famous throughout the world, yet he had never encountered him before.
He secretly envied the Black Mountain Old Demon; if Black Python could join Dongting Lake, he would gladly recognize him as a brother. It seemed he would need to pay more attention to Black Mountain in the future.
Meanwhile, in an inn, Qin Feng held a golden invitation while Ning Caichen also clutched an invitation of his own.
Only Zhu Fang felt a twinge of envy as he watched the two of them holding their invitations. "Look at you both, and here I am without one. It seems my skills really can't compare to yours."
Qin Feng chuckled lightly, "Not necessarily. Who knows how the Dragon Lord chooses his people?"
Last night, a Shuizhu had slipped into his room and left an invitation behind. Qin Feng hadn’t startled it and let it leave peacefully.
Suddenly, he noticed that many people were casting eager glances at their invitations. His brow furrowed as a scholar dressed in Jin Yi approached them, holding a folding fan. "You actually have two invitations! What’s your price? How much are you willing to sell?"
Qin Feng looked at Nie Rong and Nie Shu in confusion. "Can these invitations really be bought and sold?"
Nie Rong also sensed something was off. He glanced around and realized the situation was indeed inappropriate; he had foolishly taken out the invitation in public. It was partly his fault for forgetting to mention it.
"Yes, they can be sold," Nie Rong said, his expression darkening as he nodded.
Qin Feng was surprised. "Is that so? But what if someone tries to snatch them?"
Before Nie Rong could respond, the Brocade Robed Scholar smiled and interjected, "Buying and selling is fine, but stealing is not allowed. If someone tries to take them by force, the invitations will simply vanish."
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