Light-colored Sovereign Jun snorted softly and said, "All these years, we refused to follow Heavenly City's wishes and mend the heavenly rifts, choosing instead to cultivate with the Heavenly Dao crystals supplied by Heavenly City. That was indeed rather defiant, but our Whitecloud Sword Sect had our own considerations. For instance, we wouldn't have to be constrained by Heavenly City or watch your expressions. But has our Whitecloud Sword Sect truly contributed little to Heavenly City's construction? As more and more of your disciples came to study, I never said a word and even agreed to increase the number of batches. Whenever there were any suggestions or proposed measures, didn't we cooperate with all of them? These heavenly rifts aren't limited to our sect alone. Surely there are plenty of other sects that have also decided not to mend theirs, right? Or are Heavenly City's suggestions actually orders, and does City Lord Xia intend to become the true overlord of the Nine Heavens?!"
"Heavenly City's orders are naturally only suggestions. However, even if I don't want to become the overlord of the Nine Heavens, I will become one eventually. As long as the Nine Heavens' environment continues to deteriorate, my suggestions may turn into orders. Sovereign Jun, you mustn't underestimate me too much." I sneered in reply.
"You!" Light-colored Sovereign Jun's expression shifted slightly.
"Hmph. Since the immortals of the Nine Heavens endlessly plunder its resources, they should treat the Nine Heavens like their parents. Your parents gave you your body, skin, and hair—so why are you so unhappy when treating your parents' injuries? You even suck the plasma from their wounds with such delight, shamelessly at that!" I countered.
After hearing this, Light-colored Sovereign Jun's expression froze as well. I hadn't been wrong. The heavenly rifts were originally a