After the singing and dancing banquet ended, the Primordial cultivators began leaving in groups.
Zhen Yuanzi, who had enjoyed chatting over drinks, said with some regret:
"I had wanted to invite you to my Longevity Mountain for a gathering, but unfortunately, now..."
"Why not travel with me? This Great Immortal still has some influence. Perhaps this matter..."
Zhen Yuanzi himself had little confidence in what he was saying. Knowing Jieyin and Zhunti's personalities, he was extremely worried about Xian Junyu.
He indeed had some standing in the Primordial World, but that standing only applied to cultivators below the Saint Realm. It did not include Saints.
Asking Saints to give him face—especially two shameless Saints—would be beyond even his level of shamelessness.
Seeing Zhen Yuanzi's awkwardness, Xian Junyu laughed heartily, looking completely unconcerned.
"Hahaha... Great Immortal, I'm afraid even you don't believe that yourself. The status of Saints in the Primordial World is practically the highest. Who would dare point fingers at them?"
Having his words exposed so directly by Xian Junyu, Zhen Yuanzi felt a little embarrassed.
"Great Immortal, you really don't need to worry. Others may fear the Two Saints of the West, but I'm not afraid of them. Whether it's a mule or a horse, we'll know once we bring it out for a walk!"
After Xian Junyu said this, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help grumbling inwardly.
Obviously. You're the beloved disciple of the Shangqing Tongtian Saint. With such a powerful background, of course you aren't afraid.
If not for the Tongtian Saint's formidable cultivation, you'd already be finished by now.
"Ahem. I was being too presumptuous. With the Tongtian Saint here, there really isn't anything to worry about!"
Zhen Yuanzi covered his embarrassment with a fake cough. He never considered that Xian Junyu's confidence came not from Tongtian,