The disciples hurriedly shook their heads, "We dare not."
Mo Xingjue chuckled coldly twice and then fell silent.
"Senior Brother, what does He Yu cultivate?" Liu Haozhi asked, but what he really wanted to ask was whether He Yu was an evil cultivator.
The thought that the other party had saved their lives time and time again, and that he was a generous and kind-hearted young man who was actually an evil cultivator, made Liu Haozhi feel uneasy.
Mo Xingjue shook his head. "I don't know."
He had never sensed any fluctuations of spiritual energy from the other person, a situation he had witnessed in another person as well.
Thinking of this, Mo Xingjue's pupils suddenly contracted. He abruptly turned his head to look at the charred remains not far away. The boy in the charred remains looked somewhat similar to the person in his memory.
The same stunning beauty, the same love of saving lives, the same extraordinary strength...
Could it be him?
If he were him, then his rapid advancement would be understandable, since the other party was already quite strong, and he had no shortage of mental fortitude and spiritual awareness.
Mo Xing was filled with doubt and uncertainty. He looked at Liu Haozhi and asked, "Did He Yu do anything unusual in the secret realm?"
“Something unusual?” Liu Haozhi was lost in thought, then shook his head. “Fellow Daoist He Yu is an upright and kind-hearted person, unlike the evil and vicious cultivators of the past.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Mo Xingjue said.
“Senior Brother, I know that Fellow Daoist He Yu is quite wealthy, and he consumes pills by the handful,” a disciple said, considering this behavior very unusual.
"Fellow Daoist He Yu is very generous, giving away sixth-grade pills so readily," another disciple added.
“He Yu can severely injure a fifth-tier demon beast with his divine sense,” Sun Chenghao said in a deep voice.
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