Qin Fengming's aggressive words struck hard at Xiao Ling's ever-proud heart.
The man was right. If they were going to wait, they should wait until he advanced to the true immortal realm, then fight on equal terms. He was only a golden immortal now; their strength had never been evenly matched.
The surrounding cultivators whispered and murmured. Naturally, some disliked Xiao Ling and immediately spoke up.
"Hmph, since Brother Xiao isn't in a position to fight right now, let me take his place." Just as Qin Fengming's words backed Xiao Ling into a corner, a cold voice suddenly came from the distance.
Qin Fengming turned and immediately saw three cultivators flying toward them.
All three were true immortals. The cultivator in the middle was a young man, flanked by two middle-aged cultivators. They shot through the air without stirring any notable fluctuations of energy.
"It's Young City Lord Jiang!"
The cultivators cried out, cupping their fists and bowing with great respect.
"Brat, Brother Xiao has just fought a major battle. Surely there's nothing wrong with letting him rest a while. Why don't you fight me instead? Let me see how many Law Divine Chain cloud pattern fragments you've gathered within your body."
The young cultivator cupped his fists toward Xiao Ling, then immediately looked at Qin Fengming, his face full of disdain.
"They call you the young city lord, so your father must be the city lord of Firmament City. If you want to fight this Qin, go invite your father here to draw up a Life-and-Death Pact with me. That way, if I kill you, your father won't use his position as city lord to act against me."
Qin Fengming studied the tall, imposing young true immortal before him, a faint smile appearing on his face.
He had come