Ever since his master had defied heaven and changed his fate, in Yang Jian's heart, his master was the greatest cultivator under the sky. Sword Venerable Fudao, Dao Lord, and transcendent forces like the Seven Stars Spirit Realm and Star Sea Sect—none of them could possibly be his master's match.
He wanted to see the sight of his master's name shaking the world. If that happened, as his disciple, his own face would shine with reflected glory too.
Gu An looked at him, his expression stiffening, and said, "Do you cultivate immortality to show off, or to pursue eternal life? If you want to show off, go to the martial world among the common folk right now. You can become a supreme expert there."
Yang Jian thought his master was angry and hurriedly said, "Naturally, it's to pursue eternal life... Master, I was wrong. I only heard the other disciples chatting about the Heavenly Ranking Tournament, so I couldn't help asking."
Gu An did not let him off. This was the perfect chance to temper his temperament, so he said earnestly, "Set aside the fact that your current constitution is not tolerated by heaven and earth. If others learn of it, it may well invite a killing disaster. There are many known Heavenly Mandate Persons in this world. Your master is very strong, but beyond people there are people, beyond heaven there is heaven. There will always be those even stronger than Scattered Immortals. If a cultivator does not need to fight and seize opportunities, then he should properly cherish what he already possesses."
"Do not flaunt yourself. Do not look down on all living beings under heaven."
Yang Jian flushed with shame, his heart filled with guilt.
Lately, arrogance had indeed risen in his heart. Watching the disciples in