“A relationship with the Devil Dao?”
When the old Daoist heard that Han Li was a Yellow Maple Valley cultivator, he didn’t show any surprise. This was a matter he had previously guessed. Apart from the seven sects, cultivators at Foundation Establishment were truly too few. However, when he heard that his own disciple and Steward Wang were possibly implicated with the Devil Dao, his face immediately became green.
The reputation of the Devil Dao in the State of Yue was nearly synonymous with bloodshed and ruthlessness. A small Qi Condensation cultivator such as the old Daoist naturally knew of this.
“Senior misunderstands! I truly examined that young prince’s body. He doesn’t possess the slightest magic power.” After a moment of apprehensive and careful thought, he found this hard to believe.
After all, he had spent some time with the young prince and truly hadn’t been able to observe anything similar to the rumors of the Devil Dao.
