"Greetings, Sect Leader!"
Upon seeing Yan Jiusi, Zhou Wu became as well-behaved as a naughty schoolboy who just saw his class teacher.
"Are you injured?"
Yan Jiusi walked over to Michael, his expression filled with worry.
"It's just to save face for the opponent, coughing up a bit of blood. It's not really an injury." Michael laughed, "Do I look like I'm injured at all right now?"
"You're not injured, you were pretending?" Yan Jiusi exclaimed in surprise.
Back in the secret realm, Michael had claimed that he was now stronger than cultivators at the God Transformation level. It was unclear whether he could defeat Purple Robe Sky Monarch.
It seemed that this was really the case!
The female disciples of the Soul Erosion Sect surrounded him, their faces full of disbelief, some even started touching Michael.
"Stop! What are you trying to do? You're fooling around, right?" Michael was taken aback, but he didn't back away and let them continue their behavior.