Xi Yan felt a familiar feeling in the other person, but he didn't know where it came from.

She didn't know why, but the slight smile when the other person looked at her made her feel very friendly.

She saw the other party glance behind her. Xi Yan turned around and saw a bunch of people surrounding her. She frowned and told them to move away.

Normally there would be no interaction between these people and the core disciples of the Kendo Sect.

Unexpectedly, Xi Yan didn't have eyes in the sky like most sect disciples, so many people were very curious and wanted to get to know this core disciple of the Sword Dao Sect up close.

But despite this, they did not dare to offend him. Seeing Xi Yan's obviously unhappy expression, after a while, the surrounding people left one after another, and only the two of them were left in this corner.

"Ten major sects are chasing after one person... You should be from the Sword Dao Sect, why didn't you chase him together?" The other party said calmly, Xi Yan frowned, and his intuition told him that the other party was definitely unusual.

"I just came back from the trial in the secret realm and I just heard about this... But it seems like you know a lot about it?"

The handsome young man smiled slightly and answered the question unreasonably: "If the ten major sects jointly attack, even if Feng Qingyu is extremely capable, he will not survive."

"Who told you?"

Although Xi Yan felt that this person was somewhat familiar, he was slightly annoyed when he heard him say something wrong about Feng Qingyu.

"So what if the ten major sects join forces? If you ask me, it would be good if you don't get fooled by her."

The young man clicked his tongue and said, "We are a member of the Kendo Sect here. Aren't you afraid that if you say the wrong thing, you will be killed?"

Xi Yan snorted and said with a smile: "What's there to be afraid of? If this old man from the Sword Dao Sect hadn't tricked me into dragging me here, I would have left here long ago. Who cares?"

As he spoke, Xi Yan murmured softly: "It's a pity that I don't know where sister Feng Qingyu is, otherwise I would have gone with her... It's exciting to think about going against the top ten sects."

The young man's eyes moved slightly, and the smile on his lips became wider. Xi Yan wanted to ask him where he came from, but suddenly he heard a loud cry coming from the air in the distance.

Xi Yan's face suddenly changed, like a bitter gourd, and he pursed his lips and said, "Hey, the old man is here to see me, forget it, I'll leave first!"

The young man waved his hand casually. This gesture reminded Xi Yan of some memories. He looked at the young man with a suspicious look, but hearing the sound of birds outside the door, he must have landed, so Xi Yan had no intention of asking more questions and left the inn.

Outside the inn, a ferocious bird covered in red flames was seen quietly landing on the ground, combing its hair back and forth with its half-meter-long beak.

Xi Yan could tell at a glance that this was his master's mount, named Xue Hong.

He heard from the old man that this Xue Hong was a descendant of the Blood Flamingo, but this one was special. It had a trace of the blood of the ancient ferocious bird Phoenix, which was much higher than the average Blood Flamingo.

Next to Xue Hong, there was an old man with white hair and a smile. When Xi Yan saw him, he immediately beamed.

"Hey, old man, if you don't practice your elixir well, why are you running out?"

The white-haired old man laughed loudly, squinted his eyes and said, "I'm not in a hurry to see my precious apprentice. How about it? What can I gain from going out to practice this time?"

Xi Yan chuckled and turned his head to one side. The old man smiled bitterly and pointed at him.

This expression gave the old man a headache, as he was clearly about to take out his treasure again.

"You, you won't be reconciled if you don't drain the old man out of me!"
Chapter completed!