Life and Death-Asking for Monthly Votes!

"You were looking for me?"

Qi Lin'er arrived at Yang Shenlong's pavilion on Mirage Tower Mountain, a trace of displeasure between his brows. The hostility in his gaze toward the man before him was thick.

Although he had attended the Immortal Sect Assembly with Yang Shenlong six years ago, his relationship with the Yang brothers had never been good, and they had scarcely had any contact since.

And he despised people like this from the bottom of his heart.

Chu Liang included.

For some reason, whenever he saw a face like one of heaven's favored sons, he wanted to tear it to pieces.

"From now on, I'll be the one watching over you. Uncle-Master Xuanlu will no longer be responsible for teaching you," Yang Shenlong said blandly. "For the time being, remain on Mirage Tower Mountain. You are not to take a single step away."

"Tch." Qi Lin'er now looked like a youth, and he was no shorter than Yang Shenlong. The arrogance covering his face was the same as when he had been a child, and he dismissed Yang Shenlong's words with utter contempt.

"What are you supposed to be? You think you can restrict my movements?" He sneered and glanced at Daoist Xuanlu beside them.

Daoist Xuanlu remained expressionless and gave no response whatsoever.

With a whoosh, Qi Lin'er suddenly sprang up. A black shadow flashed past as his fist viciously slammed toward Yang Shenlong.

It was not as though he did not know that Yang Shenlong had already established his manor on Mirage Tower Mountain. But so what? Some Dao-Seeking expert—whether he could fight or not, they would only know after testing him.

Bang!

An explosive boom rang out.

Unfortunately, it had not struck Yang Shenlong. It had struck Qi Lin'er's own back.

Just as he launched