The Two Sages of the West Are Quite Cheap

Outside Zixiao Palace.

Sect Master Tongtian looked at Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning with displeasure.

This Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, relying on being his second brother, always acted like he was lecturing him for no reason.

Normally, he would overlook it for the sake of their brotherhood as Three Pure Ones, but today was different. His son had just survived a calamity and had only been born a few days ago. Yet, upon meeting him, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning had immediately adopted a condescending attitude and started lecturing him.

Did he really think Sect Master Tongtian was made of clay? How ungrateful!

Sect Master Tongtian was very unhappy right now.

Compared to his cheap old father, Qin Hong was even more furious.

What Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning had said, while seemingly about etiquette, was actually a veiled insult implying that the disciples of the Sect of Interception were mostly beasts with fur and horns, with poor origins.

"Ding, how dare you look down on the Primordial Era's number one background brother! Mission issued: Verbally humiliate Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning. Reward: 500,000 years of cultivation!"

Suddenly, Qin Hong heard the system's pleasant voice, and his resolve became even firmer.

A cunning glint flashed in his eyes. Qin Hong touched his nose and looked at Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, saying:

"Don't worry about this little matter, Second Uncle. My father is extremely strict with the discipline of myself and my disciples. We never provoke trouble.

"On the other hand, Second Uncle should really rein in his own disciples. They're always arrogant and overbearing, acting as if they own the entire Primordial Era.

"Now look, they've caused trouble and are dragging others down with them. What idiotic behavior, a bunch of brainless fools!"

After speaking his true thoughts, Qin Hong felt an immense sense of relief. Yeah, I'm awesome. I just insulted Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning to his face. So satisfying!

He glanced at Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, whose three corpses were practically leaping out in anger, and couldn't help but smile faintly.

He really thinks he's some big shot. He can't even manage his own household, yet he's meddling in others' affairs. What a busybody!

Unlike Qin Hong's exhilaration, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning was instantly enraged.

"You... you're lecturing me? How dare you!"

Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's chest heaved, his eyes flashing with ferocity. He was clearly furious.

As for Sect Master Tongtian, he was cheering loudly in his heart.

"Yes, my son is awesome. I must praise him well when we get back. Good, good!"

Sect Master Tongtian had been annoyed with his second brother for a long time. Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning always lectured him based on seniority, insulted his choice of disciples, and belittled his followers. He should look at the kind of people he himself had taken in. Although they were human, they never acted like it!

Now, his son had helped him vent this anger. It felt wonderful!

However, despite his inner satisfaction, he still had to maintain appearances.

"Uh, this Second Brother, Hong'er is still a child. He speaks a bit too frankly."

"Please don't take it to heart, Second Brother!"

"He's naive and speaks his mind, without all those twists and turns."

"Hong'er respects you very much, Second Brother. Please don't mind him!"

"He's just a child, don't be so petty!"

Facing the furious Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, Sect Master Tongtian deployed the "my child is ignorant" tactic.

"Tongtian! Is this your good son? He disrespects his elders at such a young age?"

"What will he be like when he grows up? He'll disgrace all of us Three Pure Ones! Hmph!"

Faced with Sect Master Tongtian's attempt at appeasement, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning became even angrier.

As Pangu's True Lineage, one of the Three Pure Ones, and now a Heavenly Dao Saint!

When had he, Yuan Shi, ever been lectured before, let alone by such a young child?

Known throughout the Primordial Era for his pride, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning could not tolerate the slightest defiance.

In the past, Qin Hong would have been annihilated, leaving not even a speck of dust.

But not now. This was Tongtian's son, a direct descendant of the Three Pure Ones, and a junior. He didn't have the audacity to lay a hand on a child.

Besides, Tongtian was right here, and would never allow him to act.

Seeing that Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning was about to suppress his anger and let it go, Qin Hong blinked his large eyes and said with a seemingly innocent smile:

"Second Uncle, don't be angry. It's bad to hurt yourself. If we're being honest, it's just that you have no eyes and took in a bunch of brainless disciples.

"Now everyone has to clean up the mess, but that's beside the point.

"However, Second Uncle, learn from your mistakes. Don't fall in the same place twice. In the future, when accepting disciples, you must open your eyes and not take in any sycophantic or despicable individuals. If you're not ashamed, I, as a junior, will be embarrassed.

"What about the dignity of the Three Pure Ones? What about my dignity?"

Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning (ten thousand alpacas stampeded through his mind).

Faced with Qin Hong's verbal onslaught, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning completely lost his composure.

These words were both insulting and eerily familiar. They were the very words he usually used to scold and discipline Sect Master Tongtian, and now they were all being thrown back at him.

There were three levels to cursing someone.

The lowest level involved crude and vulgar language.

The middle level used no vulgar words, yet deeply insulted the target.

Both of these levels had their shortcomings. Only the highest level, using one's own methods against them, was the most humiliating.

Qin Hong was now skillfully employing this highest level.

The damage inflicted upon Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning was even more profound.

"Tongtian? Is this your good son? Has he no manners at all? Is this how you discipline him?"

In his rage, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning completely abandoned any pretense of composure and pointed at Qin Hong, shouting curses!

A killing intent flickered in his eyes. If Sect Master Tongtian hadn't been standing right there, Qin Hong would likely have been reduced to ashes.

"Second Brother, don't be angry! The child is still young!"

Facing Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's accusations, Sect Master Tongtian chuckled.

"Besides, Second Brother, you really should discipline those useless disciples of yours. They've caused a great mess."

"How important is the face of us Three Pure Ones? We absolutely cannot let a few pieces of rat droppings spoil the whole pot of soup!"

"The face of us Three Pure Ones is your face, Second Brother. I hope you will consider this carefully."

Faced with Sect Master Tongtian's Tai Chi-like deflection, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning was filled with rage but had no outlet for it.

Even though he wanted to turn the tables, it was incredibly difficult.

After all, the current Investiture of the Gods Calamity was caused by his own Twelve Golden Immortals.

He was like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to express his suffering!

Unlike Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's indignation, Sect Master Tongtian felt exceptionally pleased.

For someone who had never lost a fight and never won an argument, Sect Master Tongtian found making Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning back down personally more satisfying than becoming a Saint.

"Ding, the host has not disappointed. You have used his own methods against him, verbally humiliating Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning. Reward: 500,000 years of cultivation."

Hearing the system's voice, Qin Hong wore a satisfied expression. Then, whether intentionally or not, he glanced at Zhunti and Jieyin beside him. Tsk, tsk, tsk, only 100,000? They're really not worth much!

Zhunti and Jieyin (felt offended)!

Finally, it was over.

At this point, Zhunti and Jieyin no longer wanted to look at Qin Hong, let alone meet his gaze.

Seeing their expressions, Qin Hong's eyes darted, and a faint smile appeared on his face.