"Then tell me, do you want to wait another twenty-something years before coming back?" Yinghuo and Miaomiao glared at him.
Li Tianming coughed and said, "Wait my ass. Finish the fight and call it a day."
"See? I told you, he can't resist the lure of showing off," Miaomiao said.
"What the hell do you know?" Li Tianming shot it a disdainful look. "Relying on an invitation challenge to save my life is never that reliable. If I have this opportunity, why not crush this Minor Dao Master outright? Once might not be enough. I'll crush him every time, and I'll defeat him fair and square. Once he sees me as a true opponent, starts to cherish a kindred spirit in me, maybe even becomes friends with me, wouldn't that relationship be much more secure?"
"...!"
All four of them froze.
"At the end of the day, you don't just want to show off—you want to play gay too," Yinghuo concluded.
Li Tianming spat blood on the spot.
He could not be bothered with what these little creatures had to say.
At least, he was certain that his line of thought was right.
What was the point of raising his status through a single invitation?
If he was going to rely on something, it had to be real ability—truly earning the other party's respect. That would be far more solid than a single invitation.
So, he directly issued a challenge to the Ninth Cosmic Chart!
Battle!
Cang Jue had been a gold-ring disciple at the Ninth Cosmic Chart. When Li Tianming had killed him back then, he had relied on certain advantages.
But now, he was considerably stronger than he had been during that battle.
"Break into the top five thousand, then the top four thousand, then three thousand! After