Since Jiang Pei, Wei Zhi, and the others first entered Lesser Yuan Heaven, they had always carried an innate sense of superiority. In their eyes, they had never been in the wrong.
Though these cultivators came from a fallen branch of the Celestial Race in the Great World and held no high status within their own race, they still possessed an arrogance that was difficult to erase. They simply did not take cultivators from the middle worlds seriously.
To them, cultivators from Lesser Yuan Heaven ought to treat them with lowered heads.
After all, in their past experiences, whenever they entered a middle world, that superiority engraved in their bones would be magnified without limit.
Their fellow clansmen here always revealed an unmistakable humility when facing them, and they had long since grown accustomed to being looked up to.
So when they heard that the immortal sect cultivators of Lesser Yuan Heaven actually dared to make things difficult for them, these cultivators from the Great World immediately flew into a rage.
However, the immortal sect cultivators of Lesser Yuan Heaven had not easily compromised because of their identities.
Even though Jiang Pei and the others came from the higher-level Great World, they found themselves at their wits' end when faced with the uncooperative cultivators of Lesser Yuan Heaven.
Left with no choice, they could only temporarily rein in their arrogant, overbearing attitudes and personally come forward to negotiate with the cultivators of Lesser Yuan Heaven.
They threw out their most tempting condition: in the future, they would have a chance to take cultivators from Lesser Yuan Heaven to the Great World.
This "trump card," which had never failed in the other middle worlds, also caused a tremendous stir in Lesser Yuan Heaven.
This trump card was invincible in the middle