Heavenly Pool Yue Ling openly and proudly recounted how she had set up the Great Sun Sword Son, looking as though she were waiting to be praised.
"Bitch!"
"You damned bitch!"
Heavenly Monarch Mie Ri flew into a rage. "I saw long ago that you were no good. You were already like this thousands of years ago, and now your true colors have been exposed even more."
"I'll kill you sooner or later!"
Thousands of years ago, Chong Guangzi had been besieged and killed by the Nine Great Immortal Sects' Nine Great Dao Children. Back when Heavenly Monarch Mie Ri was still True Lord Mie Ri, he had joined that generation's Immortal Sect Dao Children in the siege and had only narrowly survived after his defeat.
The grudge between the two ran deep.
"Little rat Mie Ri, stop boasting."
"You understand nothing."
Heavenly Pool Yue Ling said disdainfully, "Battle and slaughter—especially life-and-death battles against powerful foes—are supreme nourishment for a Sword Son."
"It could be said that even Heaven and Earth Spirit Pills, heaven-defying opportunities, Void Treasures, and even Dao Integration Treasures are mere dung compared to one bloody battle against a powerful foe."
"If the Great Sun Sword Pavilion had still existed, a million sword cultivators would have fought until their brains spilled out like dog brains for such an opportunity... and even then, they would not have won it. They were not qualified to possess it."
"For Sword Dao Cultivators, the staircase to immortality lies in one life-and-death bloody battle after another against powerful foes!"
As she spoke, one principle followed another. She looked every inch the grandmaster of Sword Dao, naturally exuding an air that inspired both conviction and admiration.
In truth, that was indeed the case.
Heavenly Pool Yue Ling was a creature somewhere between life