Strangely, even though the two of them were conversing,
to the other patrons in the cafe, their words sounded like nothing more than ordinary small talk.
This was all because Hu Qi had used a sliver of his Dream Eye's power to distort their conversation.
Although Ouyang Shuokong had lost his body as a Refining God Venerable, his Divine Soul was still at the same level. His perception of his surroundings far exceeded that of an ordinary person, so he naturally noticed this anomaly.
His awe for Hu Qi deepened.
'It has only been a few short days since I arrived in this world.'
'I've only just reached the Entry-Level of the Pile Skill and achieved the Qi Blood First Transformation.'
'Yet the other man has already mastered this kind of power.'
'Is this what one should expect from someone who has reached that realm?'
"In that case, I assume you have some understanding of this world by now?"
Hu Qi asked casually.
"I do."
