Does he think our meeting was predestined? Su Yi took in Li Changning’s calm smile and confidence. He couldn’t help but laugh.

A paltry little Grain Avoidance Realm cultivator was far from qualified to research the intricacies of destiny. Who was he to discuss heavenly fate?

Were this the Nine Provinces of the Wilds, such a declaration would have provoked widespread laughter.

Su Yi couldn’t even be bothered to respond. He just glanced at the nearby arena. “Do you plan to fight there?”

Li Changning smiled faintly. “Fellow Daoist, let’s not be in such a rush. Before we spar, there’s something I hope you can clear up for me.”

“Say it,” said Su Yi.

Li Changning thought for a moment, then stared intently at him. “They say you ventured deep into Treasure Temple Yao Mountain. Did you encounter any of the Great Qin’s Shanglin Temple’s Buddhist cultivators along the way?”

“I did,” said Su Yi.

Li Changning’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Does that mean they’re still on Treasure Temple Yao Mountain?”

“That’s right,” said Su Yi, not wasting a single word. “But they’re already dead.”

Li Changning froze, then exclaimed, “Dead? Might you explain in more detail?”

Su Yi pointed at the arena. “Defeat me, and I’ll tell you whatever you want to know. If you...