"Senior Brother, my disciple has suffered so much!"
Under Yan Qiu's vivid and emotionally charged narration, a pair of lovers steadfast in their devotion came vividly to life before everyone.
The True Gods wore strange expressions, but Yan Qiu ignored them and continued earnestly describing his disciple's suffering.
To other powerhouses, being obsessed with love was simply a form of degeneration.
But Yan Qiu knew that this Senior Brother before him was different.
After all, aside from becoming the progenitor of a Holy Land Universe and being their teacher's disciple, Senior Brother was most famous for having several hundred thousand wives...
This proved that whether one could draw a sword quickly had no inevitable connection with how many women one had...
If you were useless, you would still be useless even without women.
In other people's eyes, such behavior might be degeneration or folly, but in Senior Brother's eyes, it might actually be a bonus.
Sure enough, Senior Brother smacked his lips, and a trace more appreciation appeared in his eyes.
"Hmm..." He pondered briefly.
Haotian looked at his fellow disciple before him. "I've met that youngster Tian Lan before. He's a good child. Since he has encountered a relationship worth cherishing, it's only natural that he doesn't want to give it up. He values both love and loyalty. It would be hard for me, as his martial uncle, to justify not helping."
Yan Qiu was overjoyed. Since Senior Brother Haotian had said this, he had decided to help.
Haotian tapped the table with his finger. "If she were a True God, it would be somewhat troublesome. After all, we aren't Teacher. Our universes are far inferior to theirs, and their capacity to bear life has limits. Thus, even our universes cannot have too many True Gods. But she's only