"Chen Che?"
Someone spoke in a low voice, "The one from Jinyun Valley?"
"That's right!"
The Black Smoke Cultivator nodded.
Some remained silent, some were lost in thought, some hesitated, and some were tempted.
Chen Che narrowed his eyes, his Divine Sense sweeping over the other man, only to be blocked by the layer of black mist. It wasn't that the mist was particularly mystical; rather, forcibly penetrating it would surely alert him!
Such an act was a major taboo.
Anyone who dared to use their Divine Sense to forcefully probe another's identity would be ganged up on by everyone present.
"That Jingfeng chose its master on its own. Even if you were to seize it, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to control it!"
Giving the man a cool glance, Meng Changtu's eyelids drooped as he said,
"What would be the use?"
Any Cultivator with some knowledge of Beast Taming knew that a Demon Beast that chose its own master would only recognize that one master for its entire life.
