Li Muyun's expression stiffened slightly. She clearly did not want to see this person.
It was none other than Li Tianyang!
At this moment, he was leading several disciples from his "Tianyang Palace" toward Li Tianming's side in a grand procession.
It was obviously intentional. Their route to the Young Emperor Tower did not need to pass by Li Tianming at all.
Li Tianyang had brought six disciples. Four of them clearly no longer counted as "children," while the other two appeared to be nearing ten thousand years old and had yet to cross the boundary of "childhood."
Whatever kind of Imperial Tutor one had, that was the kind of disciples they would raise.
When Li Tianming had first arrived at Muyun Palace, the overwhelming majority of Muyun Palace's disciples had shown goodwill, admiring a promising new junior brother.
Yet the people Li Tianyang had brought were all arrogantly overbearing, looking down their noses at everyone.
"Isn't this the famous Li Tianming? What, you're here for the Young Emperor Trial too? Don't tell me you think that just because you slaughtered your way through Heaven Ascension Gate, you can slaughter your way through the Young Emperor Tower as well?"
"Don't say that. He's the genius basking in the blazing sun of his prime. How could ordinary people like us, who have cultivated bitterly in the Heavenly Emperor Sect for two thousand years, compare to him?"
It sounded like self-mockery, but paired with their deliberately drawn-out tones, the mockery and veiled sarcasm became even more pronounced!
"I heard he's also some super 'mongrel' with three bloodlines?"
"Since ancient times, there has never been an example of someone from multiple systems attaining a high position. Reaching this level does prove that his talent is decent, but cultivating without focus and aiming too