The Most Hateful Thing Is a Lapdog

Watching the two of them standing there dumbfounded, Xian Junyue grew more and more speechless.

Chang Er, that Big Troublemaker, was no good, and Jin Guang, that Lackey, wasn't any better—anyone who hung around with the Big Troublemaker couldn't be a decent sort.

"What are you standing there for? It's not like I'm going to eat you. Come sit!" Xian Junyu said irritably.

These two weren't exactly upstanding characters, especially Chang Er Dingguang, who carried the name of Apostasy here with him. But in the end, they were still his Junior Brothers.

They were very useful tools for his return to cultivation, and since Chang Er hadn't actually committed Apostasy yet, he had no desire to punish him.

If it were before, he would have certainly been wary of Chang Er, but with the system now, there was no need at all. He was confident that if Chang Er did commit Apostasy, Zhunti and Jieyin would absolutely not be able to protect him.

Chang Er and Jin Guang exchanged a glance before cautiously sitting down.

"Come on, have a taste of the tea you gave me!"

With that, Xian Junyu poured them both a cup of hot tea.

Staring at the tea before them, the two were extremely awkward, especially Chang Er, who wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

This tea was his own gift—what was there to taste?

Neither of them reached for the cup, and Xian Junyu didn't care. He looked at Chang Er and said:

"Chang Er, I've heard no shortage of things about you over the years. With your status as an Attendant Immortal, you've been strutting around like you own the place, haven't you? Getting beaten by an Inner Sect Disciple must sting, right?"

"As I see it, you had it coming. Are you feeling aggrieved inside because your Senior Brother is saying this to you? Let me tell you, don't you dare be aggrieved here!"

Being scolded with a finger pointed right at his nose, Chang Er felt extremely wronged. He couldn't understand—he was the one who got beaten, so why was the Senior Disciple Brother scolding him instead?

As one of the Attendant Immortals, wasn't it normal for him to be a bit arrogant?

But despite his grievance, he didn't dare to retort.

"As one of the Seven Attendant Immortals of our Master, getting beaten by an Inner Sect Disciple is a disgrace to the Master's face!"

"In the Primordial, the strong prey on the weak, and the fit survive. If you had the cultivation, being arrogant would be fine. But with your low cultivation, trying to stand above those stronger than you—getting beaten, your Senior Brother won't pity you!"

Xian Junyu said with great disdain.

Getting beaten and not thinking of fighting back yourself, instead running around looking for help—that was what angered him most.

As for Chang Er's arrogance and constant brawling, that wasn't a big problem. As a Saint's Attendant Immortal, being a bit arrogant was normal. Fights between disciples weren't necessarily a bad thing.

Jin Guang heard this and felt something was off, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Chang Er, on the other hand, kept his head silently lowered, looking utterly pathetic.

Xian Junyu continued:

"If you, Chang Er, were truly capable, you'd fight back with your own skill. That would earn my real respect!"

"Getting beaten by other disciples—don't think about coming to me to fight back for you. Your Senior Brother can't afford to lose that face!"

"You're an Attendant Immortal, with no weak roots or talent. Instead of wasting your mind on stirring me up, put it into cultivation. Once your cultivation rises, who would dare lay a hand on you?"

At these words, Jin Guang's eyes lit up, and even Chang Er lifted his head.

Though the Senior Disciple Brother's meaning was much the same as the Master's, it felt far more comfortable to hear.

In that moment, Chang Er had an epiphany.

Yes, relying on others was worse than relying on himself. With his cultivation talent, he would surpass those Inner Sect Disciples sooner or later. When that time came, he could personally fight back—how much more satisfying would that be than begging others?

"Thank you, Senior Disciple Brother, for your guidance. This Junior Brother has seen the light!"

Immediately, Chang Er stood up and bowed in thanks.

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"Seeing the light is good, but Chang Er, I warn you—cause less trouble in the sect. If any disciple comes to me with complaints, you'll see how I deal with you!"

"Stop clinging to those Senior Brothers all the time. Focus on your cultivation and strive to break through to the Taiyi Realm soon. Don't disgrace our Master's Attendant Immortals!"

Seeing that Chang Er had understood, Xian Junyu didn't forget to warn him.

This Chang Er was far too good at stirring up trouble. Toward the Senior Brothers above him, he was groveling, as if they were his own father.

Toward the Junior Brothers below him that he didn't like, he was arrogant beyond measure, his words unbearably harsh.

Over the past three hundred years, he'd heard no shortage of disciples in the sect cursing Chang Er. Nearly half of them couldn't stand the guy. If not for his identity as an Attendant Immortal, Chang Er would have been ganged up on long ago.

"Yes, Senior Disciple Brother. I swear I won't step out until I break through!" Chang Er replied helplessly.

He had always enjoyed making connections with cultivators—of course, only those with higher status and cultivation. Those beneath him, he couldn't be bothered with.

Now that the Senior Disciple Brother had openly warned him, if he didn't get the hint, next time it might not just be a scolding.

"Enough, enough. Whether you go out or not is none of my business. Just cause less trouble. Go on, go on!"

"Yes, this Junior Brother takes his leave!"

Bowing once more, Chang Er flew off in a flash, as if fleeing for his life, unwilling to stay a moment longer.

The Senior Disciple Brother had a strange temper. Just a scolding without a beating was already very good. If he lingered, who knew if he might get the urge to beat him up.

If not now, when?

Seeing Chang Er slip away, Jin Guang sat on pins and needles. He wanted to leave too, but since the Senior Disciple Brother hadn't dismissed him, he didn't dare to go.

With Chang Er Dingguang out of the way, Xian Junyu narrowed his eyes at Jin Guang. What he hated most were lackeys like this.

A lackey was even more detestable and hateful than a troublemaker like Chang Er.

"Uh... Senior Disciple Brother, if there's nothing else, I'll be going," Jin Guang said, starting to rise.

But Xian Junyu cut him off before he could finish.

"What's the hurry? You haven't even had your tea and you want to leave. Junior Brother Jin Guang, are you trying to disrespect your elder brother?"

Xian Junyu's narrowed eyes snapped open, his face turning stern as he stared at Jin Guang.

"No, no, Senior Disciple Brother misunderstands. I'll drink, I'll drink..."

Jin Guang, who had been about to stand, immediately sat back down, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

If this had been any other time, the tea would have been sweet and mellow. But now, for some reason, it was bitter and harsh, almost impossible to swallow.

"Now that Chang Er Dingguang's matter is settled, let's talk about your problem. Junior Brother Jin Guang may not know this, but what I hate most are those who curry favor with the powerful!"

"Chang Er went around stirring up trouble everywhere, and you stood by without stopping him. Not only that, you dared to go with him to report to Master. Tell me yourself, what should I do with you?"

Although Jin Guang hadn't started any trouble or bullied any junior fellow disciples, he had still gone along to back Chang Er up.

If it had been just Chang Er alone, he would have been beaten long ago. The fact that he only got beaten recently was largely thanks to Jin Guang's help.

Calling him an accomplice wouldn't be an overstatement.

"Senior Disciple Brother, please see clearly! Jin Guang is a junior disciple, while Chang Er Dingguang is a senior. And that man is extremely good at networking—he's well-regarded by Second Senior Disciple Brother, Senior Disciple Sister, and many other senior brothers and sisters!"

"He always dragged me along. As a junior disciple, I had no choice either. If it weren't for that, I would never have followed him into trouble..."

"Besides, although I followed Chang Er, I never caused any trouble myself. All those incidents were his doing alone. I beg Senior Disciple Brother to investigate thoroughly!"

Jin Guang explained rapidly, shifting all the blame onto Chang Er.

In his view, everything was Chang Er's doing. He himself hadn't done anything wrong, and he didn't see where he had made a mistake.