As Fike and Eddie followed Xiao Zhao into the great hall, the four elders within didn't even bother looking at the new entrants.
The moment they stepped into the great hall, the great elder, who was seated in the middle, was already speaking.
"This silver-haired brother is really skilled. He didn't even use an Immortal Talisman to scale the East Immortal Mountain. This is the first time I've seen such a thing over the past few years."
Fike smiled at the elder's praise.
"Great Elder, you flatter me. My physical fitness is just a little better than ordinary people. There's nothing else special about me."
The great elder chuckled in response.
"Young man, you're too modest. There's no need to belittle yourself. If you say that, then wouldn't the thousands of disciples of our East Immortal Sect be inferior to ordinary people? Hahahaha!"
Fike also laughed lightly after hearing this.
