Xiao Qian Di—Is that all? Looking somewhat disheveled, Yang Shan smiled faintly.
"I have a sword and a finger technique. The sword is the Azure Sky Sword Classic, and the finger technique is the Heavenly Meteor Finger. I chose to cultivate these two Dou Techniques because both of their names begin with the word 'Heaven.'"
Xiao Qian Di looked up at the sky. "One day, I, Xiao Qian Di, will stand at the pinnacle of Heaven!"
Yang Shan really wanted to tell him that Xiao Qian Di had taken the wrong path.
The Xiao Clan would one day gain a live-in son-in-law named "Xiao Aotian." Xiao Qian Di wanted to stand at the "pinnacle of Heaven," but "Aotian" meant standing above Heaven!
Based on that statement alone, Yang Shan felt Xiao Qian Di ought to sit at the same table as Xiao Aotian.
Maybe not now, but definitely in the future! Yang Shan believed Xiao, his little brother, could make it happen! "Yang Shan, do you know why I'm telling you all this?"
Xiao Qian Di seemed particularly talkative today. Whether Yang Shan wanted to listen or not, he continued on his own:
"I told all my previous opponents these things as well. Later, some died beneath my sword, while others can only desperately chase after me from behind."
"After this battle, you too will become part of my past!"
Yang Shan frowned. "Who the fuck wants to be part of your past? That's disgusting!"
Xiao Qian Di: "..."
The answer was so utterly off-kilter that Xiao Qian Di's face reddened slightly.
It probably was not from embarrassment, but anger.
"You're courting death!"
Xiao Qian Di pointed with two fingers of his right hand, and vines burst from beneath Yang Shan's feet.
The vines should have been a restraining Dou