"I hope so."
Stepping into the venue of the Pill Flame Society, Du Yu carefully sensed his cultivation at the ninth level of Qi.
Finally, he regained his confidence.
As they walked together on the red carpet.
In an instant, the previously bustling Pill Flame Society venue became silent.
"Isn't that Liu Xia who accidentally fell off a cliff? How is he still alive!"
"My god! Is he human or a ghost?"
"That can't be possible! He's just a mortal, how could he survive after falling off a cliff!"
The crowd didn't pay much attention to Xia Liu, as he was just an outsider.
A mere mortal, if not Du Yu's friend, they wouldn't bother.
At this moment, everyone turned their gaze towards Du Yu.
Involuntarily, they all showed expressions of disbelief.
They vividly remembered, years ago, the family's genius monster, clad in purple robes.
And now, they saw Du Yu wearing the clothes he wore when he was a genius.
After a brief silence, mocking laughter continually came from the crowd.
