The White Snake was still slithering about, controlling the rain.
Not far away, three figures stood apart from one another within the curtain of rain beneath dark clouds.
The Green Wood Demon King stared at Gan Wu in surprise. She knew he was protecting that White Snake demon, but she had not expected a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator to hold off someone in the Deity Transformation Stage, even if he was only at the initial stage.
Gan Wu's eyes shone as he fixed his gaze on the monk. Ever since the Western Teachings had flourished, Chunyang's prestige had steadily declined. Every Chunyang Disciple was filled with indignation.
He had not expected to be given such a fine chance to fight these monks today. Rare indeed.
For no reason at all, Gan Wu was trembling.
Do not misunderstand—he was not afraid, but excited. Being able to fight a monk in the Deity Transformation Stage was probably something he had dreamed of. His hands shook fiercely, a conditioned reflex born of his body's instinct for battle.
The kindly-faced monk, who looked to be around forty, glanced at Gan Wu.
"Benefactor, why do you keep company with demons and beasts? Does your Chunyang intend to make enemies of the entire cultivation world?"
Gan Wu curled his lip.
He had thought the man was someone noteworthy, but every word from his mouth involved faith and prestige. Gan Wu immediately thought less of him. Rather than focusing on cultivation, he spent his days learning the intrigues and schemes of those Aristocratic Clans. Utterly boring. Truly disappointing.
The monk quickly noticed the contempt in Gan Wu's eyes, though he could not understand why.
The Green Wood Demon King found it rather amusing.
"Hahaha~ He simply cannot stand your arts of power and manipulation. For a