Chương 297: An Independent Cultivator

Peklon only narrowed his eyes without saying a word. Many people found independent cultivators unworthy of their time.

Moreover, Peklon was a Baih. If Himmel Soan had one of the other seven royal surnames, he didn't mind addressing him in a respectful way. But this teenager was just an independent cultivator.

It was impossible that he would have a royal name. If he had one, he would have used that identity instead of calling himself an independent cultivator.

No matter how capable he was, at the end of the day, he was a cultivator without a sect.

Peklon said nothing when Himmel Soan left, not even asking for his name.

"Shif has a foul aura about him, but he has hidden it well. He'll be unable to suppress that power at three o'clock in the morning, and it'll last for about thirty minutes. I know you don't believe me now. You'll see."