Village, thatched cottage.
Yinglong was spying on Yibai, and his sharp gaze pressured Yibai as it swept over him.
In his heart, Yibai even had the urge to resist.
But he knew that Yinglong was assessing his cultivation level, so he endured without acting, allowing Yinglong to spy on him.
After a long while of spying,
Yinglong finally withdrew his gaze.
"Senior, how is it?"
Yibai hurriedly asked.
"You... Your merit is quite good, just a step away from becoming Yinglong, but your cultivation falls short, as you've only just entered the initial stages of Taiyi San Shu. It's only with the help of this Dragon Horn that you've grown much stronger among Heavenly Immortals,"
Yinglong said.
With these words,
Yibai's heart skipped a beat; he hadn't expected Yinglong's gaze to be so precise, seeing through eight or nine tenths of him in an instant.
His merit was the deepest, for he could travel between two worlds, making it easy to accumulate merit in the Red Moon World.