Monks pressed aggressively, yet those carving the Flesh Immortal still wanted to monopolize Gao Ming's secrets.
"Look behind him! That is... Immortal Radiance!" A sharp-eyed monk spotted Gao Ming and cried out in disbelief.
Seeing he was discovered, Gao Ming's smile grew wider: "I already told you the method to become immortal, but you wouldn't listen! Wanted to try yourself, and now look? It seems this fate of becoming immortal doesn't belong to you, but to one of the monks here."
Gao Ming did not lower his voice; he intentionally wanted everyone around to hear.
"What does it mean? Was it him that triggered the response of the Immortal Palace? A body wrapped in rosy clouds, what is his background?"
The surrounding grew noisy with speculation. Knowing the secret could not be kept, murderous intent appeared in the monk's eyes, but just as he was about to act, other monks held him back.
