Li Yuanjiao carefully stowed away the two items before tossing the storage pouch back to the rogue cultivator, who was still bowing while kneeling before him. Observing the man, Li Yuanjiao discerned that despite his ragged appearance, the man practiced a proper Qi cultivation method. His hands were unusually soft and fair, showing that he was likely versed in the arts of immortal cultivation.0

This aroused Li Yuanjiao's suspicion.0

"Are you a rogue cultivator?" he asked.0

Recognizing that Li Yuanjiao was no easy target to deceive, the rogue cultivator secretly thought to himself, This man is cautious and didn't kill me outright… Surely, he isn't a devil cultivator! Perhaps he belongs to one of the three sects or seven gates, or a prestigious immortal clan… These people are knowledgeable; deceit would surely backfire...0

Adjusting his strategy, the rogue cultivator lifted his head, shedding any previous semblance of cowardice, and...2