I rolled my eyes. "That's way too much. Fight a mighty realm cultivator? Me?"
A mighty realm cultivator was beyond reach—someone with power to touch the sky itself.
The mustached man mumbled, "Hard to tell for certain, but that day, I noticed your divine sense was way stronger than others at your level."
"And with your special body, reaching Martial Saint and battling mighty realm cultivators later isn't out of the question."
Even Iron Egg in my head chimed in, "Yeah, he's got a point."
After hearing both of them, I felt my excitement grow.
I couldn't wait for the day I'd reach Martial Saint.
Right then.
I suddenly sensed intense killing intent nearby.
"What?" I frowned right away.
This feeling... it was just like Walton Greer!
"It's definitely Walton Greer," I said coldly.
After saying that, I stood up, ready to head outside.
But then my phone started ringing.
When I checked, it was some unknown number.
