This process had avoided everyone else. In other words, only Wei Shendao and her daughter could know the contents of the conversation that followed.
Li Tianming asked softly, "Senior Sister Wei, do you still have your Myriad Emperors Battle privilege this year?"
Wei Wuji looked baffled. "I do. What are you trying to do?"
Li Tianming explained, "Using the privilege, we can specify those below ten thousand years old and avoid there being too many disciples for matching. If we activate it at the same time, we'll definitely be able to ascend the same Emperor's Battle Platform."
Wei Wuji's face went pale as she widened her eyes. "Y-you-you, I'm warning you! I'm the kind of person who yields to softness, not force. Don't even think about beating me into submission! The more you beat me, the less I'll submit! And I won't hand my Emperor Points over to you!"
Then she turned to Wei Shendao in a soft, coquettish tone. "Mother, do something about him. He already dares to bully me while you're standing right here. Once I follow him out with the army, won't he become even more lawless?"
Wei Shendao gently stroked Wei Wuji's hand, but did not respond to her plea. Instead, she seemed deep in thought.
She said, "Wuji, don't be so hasty. Listen to Tianming first."
Li Tianming rubbed his forehead, speechless. "Senior Sister Wei, what are you thinking? You didn't even beat me before, so I have no need to take revenge. Besides, that tiny bit of Emperor Points you have is practically nothing to me."
"Then what do you want?" Wei Wuji asked warily.
The corners of Li Tianming's lips lifted slightly. "My plan is for you and me to take the stage together. That way, without affecting anyone else's participation in the