After watching for a moment, Gu Qiuyue released Lu Yuan's chin and said slowly, "I naturally have my reasons for choosing you."
"I thought you were simple before. When Song Zheng passed me the Photographic Stone about you, I could tell that your Dharma Idol shouldn't be as simple as just fusing with Daoist Rhythm."
"You should... have more than one Dharma Idol, right?"
Lu Yuan was still calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.
This was the first time someone could see through the authenticity of his Dharma Idol.
At first, he thought that he had disguised it well.
However, it seemed that the cultivators in this world, especially those who had reached the Ethereal Stage, were beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.
After a moment of silence, Lu Yuan made a decision.
A fiery red immortal sword appeared behind him.
This immortal sword seemed to be made of flames. The orange flames lit up the entire main hall.
