Master, let's count things our own way. I'll call you Master, and you call me Martial Uncle!

"Disciple, are you in your right mind?"

"Do you know what Wang Shu's origins are?"

Taiqing rose directly from his meditation cushion, staring at Shi Yu in disbelief.

"She's a Chaos Demon God, right? I guessed as much. I basically know all the mighty figures in the Primordial World. She's the only one I've never met, so I was able to make a rough guess."

Shi Yu spoke unhurriedly. In truth, Wang Shu had left him with a fairly good impression—aloof, someone one could admire from afar but never approach!

"The Heavenly Dao will hunt down Chaos Demon Gods. Leaving that aside, the gap in seniority between you two is far too great. If it were Xi He or Chang Xi, it might still be acceptable..."

Taiqing shook his head and spoke helplessly.

"Master, from now on, let's count things our own way. I'll call you Master, and you call me Martial Uncle! How about it?" Shi Yu asked with a grin, scratching his head.

At that, Taiqing's brows drew tightly together. Since when had his disciple become so bold? It seemed he had been too lax in disciplining him.

"Rebellious disciple!"

"Take one swing from your master!"

The horsetail whisk in Taiqing's hand transformed into a crutch, which he swung at Shi Yu. Naturally, Shi Yu was not going to stand there and take the beating. Inside the Alchemy Pavilion, one old and one young ran and chased each other, while Shi Yu fled for his life.

"Silver Horn, keep scrubbing the furnace. We can't see or hear anything!" Golden Horn, who was wiping the furnace, hurriedly reminded Silver Horn.

Silver Horn lowered his head even further. If he saw his senior brother's embarrassing predicament, he would probably suffer his senior brother's revenge.

Azure Ox had been lying in