In the guest hall, the scent of tea lingered in the air.

Being personally served tea by the most esteemed person in Divine Continent, Dai Qingge felt almost as if he were floating, dizzily taking the teacup handed by Yuxu himself, and thought to himself, even if dad beats me to death, I'm sticking with the real Yuxu. What are those baldies anyway?

He resolved to read the Taoist scriptures later, hoping there weren't too many...

He heard "Qin Jiu" beside him say, "I am Qin Jiu, not Qin Jiu..."

He was still fussing over that...

"Is there a difference?" Yuxu asked. "Or maybe you meant to say Qin Jiu, which seems not entirely impossible."

Dai Qingge didn't catch any difference in the three terms and looked bewildered.

Zhao Changhe, however, mysteriously understood, had just sipped his tea, and upon hearing this, he spat it all out, choking, "The top Taoist in the world, and this is it?"

Yuxu only responded with a non-expressive laughter, "Heh."

Zhao Changhe knew what the other was mocking, a point he truly couldn't argue. With Demon Suppression Department and Four Symbols Sect both twisted together in one palace, even the Spirit Clan hadn't necessarily been friendly towards the Han people, now thoroughly subdued, what would others think? He had to divert the topic, "This tea isn't cheap, is it?"

Yuxu smiled. "Worth more than gold. How's the taste?"

Zhao Changhe tasted it slightly and chuckled, shaking his head, "Not as good as homemade rice wine."

Yuxu shook his head too, "Can't get peace of mind... Forced brewing, just fills the jar with vulgarity, losing its charm."

"Isn't peace simple to achieve?"

"To outsiders, it seems simple."

Back and forth they went, like old acquaintances yet with a touch of competitive edge, Dai Qingge had finally looked strangely at the two and lowered his head to drink his tea in silence.

He was a dandy who loved to play, but being a Hidden Dragon, he wasn't truly foolish. At that moment, he began contemplating whether he should find an excuse to leave...

But whether he left or not didn't truly matter, the primary reason Zhao Changhe and Yuxu couldn't speak openly was uncertainty about whether the Tao Venerable was watching.

With Zhao Changhe's current Divine Sense Perception over a city, assuming the Tao Venerable was at Imperial Realm First Layer might be okay, but if at the Second Layer, Yuxu's every move would likely be under his observation. Could the Tao Venerable be at just one layer? Impossible, if it was just one, Yuxu wouldn't be so distressed.

A God Demon at Imperial Realm Second Layer made things difficult for Yuxu, and Zhao Changhe also feared being crushed by the other party directly. Tie Muer definitely wouldn't help at this time...

Yet, whatever the Tao Venerable thought didn't matter, as long as Zhao Changhe could confirm that Yuxu still treated him with his usual demeanor, he already felt much relieved.

It turned out Yuxu was worth fighting for. He person who had traveled north to watch over Tie Muer during the dragon slaughter, how could he truly wish to mingle with forces that colluded with barbarians? It was merely forcing a duck onto a perch due to lack of options. Since he had made contact, it was about seeing if he could alleviate some concerns.

The old Taoist recognized him at one glance—was it because he once disguised as Wang Daozhong? Or because his recent Wind Control technique revealed the aura of his old friend Ye Wuzong?

He recognized him, could the Tao Venerable?

Zhao Changhe sipped his tea thoughtfully for a moment and decided to broach the subject from another angle, "That Master Kong Shi today... felt odd, it seemed he wanted to harm the bystanders to discredit the real person. Whether he possesses hidden non-Buddhist methods, merely having such thoughts is already more demon than Buddhist."

"There are no Divine Monks of the Kong generation left in this world... Even if there were, none would suddenly appear so powerful, nor absent from the Chaotic World List." Yuxu slightly smiled. "I've competed with Yuan Cheng for many years, my understanding of Buddhist affairs is no less than those of the Buddhists themselves, that much I can confirm."

Zhao Changhe knowingly asked, "So where did he come from?"

Yuxu glanced at Dai Qingge and smiled, "He should be an ancient God Demon, wearing the skin of the Buddhist."

Dai Qingge choked on his tea, somewhat alarmed, feeling he might have gotten involved in some major family trouble. No wonder he had felt there was something odd about that Buddha, it seemed he should advise his father and uncle to decisively withdraw from this vortex.

"So it seems, this God Demon wants_SIGNAL: TRANSMISSION_INCOMPLETE

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