The Twisting Nether

When the old beggar walked out, he left the bottom of the lake immediately and appeared above the surface of the glistening waters. He was looking around.

The air there was pure and clean, like spring water for a parched man.

Spiritual energy filled the air and the old beggar inhaled deeply as he greedily sucked in the air.

Then, his face blossomed like a budding chrysanthemum, his complexion radiant.

He was laughing joyously.

For the first time, he greeted Chu Yu respectfully, "Thank you, Chu Yu!".

"No need for the formalities senior, I'm not used to it, call me boy," Chu Yu refused hastily.

Without paying any attention to him, the old beggar said, "I want to visit your Floating city, to see what it's really like there.".

"Senior… have you never seen the looks of a cultivation dimension?"

The old beggar widened his eyes, "Are you mocking me?".

"No way…" Chu Yu was fighting his chuckles.

The old beggar looked miffed.