"Don't let word of my defeat of the Fire God Palace's Nascent Soul Cultivator leak out once we return to the Sword Sect."
Lu Xuan was still hundreds of miles away from the Sword Sect as he rode on his Sword Light, instructing the White Ape beside him.
Since he had accepted the three bottles of rare Spiritual Spring from the Elder of the Fire God Palace's Yan Liuquan, he had to keep it sealed tight.
Furthermore, Lu Xuan had always been modest and unassuming by nature, and maintaining his image as a Spirit Plant Master suited him well.
"Master? Defeating a Primordial Infant True Monarch so easily is an extraordinary feat. Why not let this one boast a little?"
The White Ape asked, puzzled.
"We need to keep a low profile."
Lu Xuan said expressionlessly.
The White Ape turned its head, pondering something.
"I understand now!"
"Master is thinking ahead, keeping your strength concealed so that you can catch others off guard and seize the initiative when the time comes."
