"Damn it! True Dragons from tens of thousands of commandery cities compete for a few hundred Dust Rank places. That's already hardship pushed to the limit, yet some black-hearted bastards still cheat and play favorites, stuffing in ball-less scum to pass off fish eyes as pearls. The Heavenly Dao truly has no light!"
"The Heavenly Dao has no light? Don't forget where you are! Rather than complain, find a chance to drag that pretty boy over and slice him into a thousand pieces!"
Quite a few Demon Gate prodigies, radiant with brilliance and steeped in killing intent, burned with anger and seethed with resentment.
Xiao Chen's spiritual senses were keen. In an instant, he detected waves of immense malice and shuddered.
Ball-less. Scum. Sliced into a thousand pieces.
People of the Demon Gate were ferocious indeed.
One disagreement, and killing intent surged in their hearts.
Although the vast majority of the cultivators here were not yet Demon Gate disciples.
Still.
Since they had come to the Demon Heaven Sect, their hearts were firmly set on the demonic path.
Ruthless. Brutal.
That was only to be expected.
But in this day and age, back doors and nepotism were everywhere.
Utterly commonplace.
He was hardly the only one doing it.
Ultimately, the resources behind a person were also part of their strength.
There was nothing wrong with making reasonable use of them.
Besides, with his strength.
He could pass with or without a back door.
Merely because someone stood behind him, they called him ball-less and entertained thoughts of killing him.
Ultimately, that only showed their narrow minds and vicious natures.
"Shh, keep your voices down. He's the personal follower of a Slaughter Hall elder! His backer is mighty as a dragon, far beyond anyone we can oppose!"
"So what if he's