Ji Buping said with a sigh as he looked at Qi Yuan, "You don't have the bloodline of the Black Demon Abyss, so you can't become a guest elder of the Black Demon Abyss."
Although it was sighed, it was laced with a hint of superiority.
It was at this moment, however, that a playful voice suddenly resonated, "Who says he can't join the Black Demon Abyss?"
A woman dressed in a purple robe appeared, her figure graceful, but what attracted the most attention were the two horns on her head, resembling those of the Bull Demon King, appearing indestructible.
She looked at Qi Yuan, with a sharp glint flickering in her eyes.
When Ji Buping saw the newcomer, astonishment washed over his face, unable to see through the identity and strength of the comer, he was extremely wary.
"Handsome fellow Daoist, how about a contact jade slip?" asked the woman in the purple robe, her voice quite flippant.
Seeing this, Qi Yuan was slightly taken aback.
Was he being asked for his "WeChat"?
