Tianxuan

"You're just a rogue cultivator. You think that because you've latched onto the Nanxuan Family, you can dare to..." Lie Jiaojiao said angrily, her pretty face clouded with resentment.

However, just then, a cold voice interrupted Lie Jiaojiao. "Come here."

The moment Lie Jiaojiao heard that voice, she immediately wilted. She closed her mouth, shot Yi Yun a resentful glance, and turned to leave.

She had already developed a deep grudge against the person who had stood up for Luoyue and made her lose face in front of so many people.

Yi Yun had not cared about Lie Jiaojiao in the slightest, but he thoughtfully glanced at the man who had spoken. When he looked over, he found that the man was also looking at him.

"Jiaojiao, you don't need to bother with him. He's merely a nominal guest elder of the Nanxuan Family. Compared with this trip to the Ancient Ruins Realm, the Nanxuan Family is nothing more than a small splash. The people truly worth your attention and friendship are the geniuses of the Baiyue Divine Kingdom."

Lie Rikong said this coldly. He had no interest whatsoever in a rogue cultivator like Yi Yun. Without resources, even if one cultivated to the Venerable Mid-stage, it would only be the result of piling up time. Such a martial artist would never achieve much in the future.

Only after reaching the Baiyue Divine Kingdom would those true favored sons of heaven become his opponents. Of course, figures like Lin Xin Tong, who were practically legendary, stood too high for him to catch up to. But if it were the people beside Lin Xin Tong, he still had the confidence to compete with them.

For this trip to the Ancient Battlefield, the Chiyang King had placed great hopes in him. As