Fang Xi didn't know how long he had waited.
He leaned against the peach blossom tree, his breath seemingly merging with the wood, almost impossible to detect unless one came close.
The cultivation techniques of the Wooden Element were naturally adept at concealing one's presence, not to mention his ample patience.
After half an hour had passed, a faint escape light flew out from the villa.
Standing atop a peach tree branch, Fang Xi silently calculated the other's position, constantly shifting his figure with the help of the tree's shadow, steadily drawing closer...
When the escape light swept over his head, Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness swept out!
The entire disguise of the figure vanished under the Divine Consciousness, revealing a wizened and aged face with traces of Demon Qi lingering on the body!
"A Demon Cultivator!?"
Fang Xi was startled, then even more astonished to find that he actually recognized the person!
