Han Li pondered to himself for a moment before calmly saying, “It’s nothing. It won’t be too late to mention it in the future. Since there is an extensive gathering here, I’ll take a look at there first.”

After the two white-robed youths glanced at one another, the shorter youth smiled and said, “That’s good. Let us lead the way, Senior.”

Soon after, each of them took out a disk magic tool and tossed them into the air before leaping onto them. When Han Li saw this, he tossed a sparkling flying sword and appeared on top of it in a blur.

Having seen the sword, the shorter youth revealed an expression of admiration and said, “Senior’s magic tool is a high-grade flying sword. You must be an inner disciple of a large sect, right? There is no way a master or sect would give a magic tool of that quality to a low-grade disciple.”

Han Li chuckled and answered, “My sect has a rule where we’re not allowed to reveal the identity of our affiliation while we’re on a journey. I hope you two Fellow Daoists will refrain from asking these questions.”

The two youths felt somewhat embarrassed, but now they felt even more certain...