"Xia Yitian! You've obstructed this old man time and time again, repeatedly betraying our alliance and cooperation! What exactly are you trying to do!? Have you lost your mind?"
"Sorry, Old Xiao, do you think I wanted things to turn out this way? I'm lonely, cold, and miserable too. When I think of a master of swordsmanship like you ascending just like that, what fun will I have in the Nine Heavens later? Without an opponent, I'll become the Solitary Defeat-Seeker. How terrifying would that be? Why don't you stay behind? We can continue contributing to the Nine Heavens together, how about it?" I put on a deeply sincere expression.
Xiao Jianlan ground his teeth nearly to pieces and shouted, "You madman! You refuse to ascend and deal with the Heaven Peepers, but this old man can't imitate you and hole up in one realm! If you block my path again, I won't let you off lightly!"
"How unpleasant. How about this? I'll let four fellow Daoists ascend, but Old Xiao, you'd better not go up. Cold Immortal Mountain can't be without you, and I'm even more reluctant to spend my days without seeing you." I spoke in a sinister tone before retreating a distance. Sure enough, dozens, even hundreds, of Heaven Peepers who had Xiao Jianlan dead in their sights soon chased down from above, completely hemming him in!
To capture the bandits, first capture their king. The Heaven Peepers knew I intended to seal the realm, so they were using the formation to hold the line with all their might. They also knew Xiao Jianlan intended to ascend and cause trouble. Of course they would do everything possible to stop him. Everyone here was out for their own benefit—who would willingly take a loss?
Xiao Jianlan once again