"I don't like wasting words on idiots. Hand over whatever treasures and scriptures you have on you, and I can let you leave."
Jiang Chuan stretched out a hand toward Ancient Immortal Kanli, intending to extract some benefits.
"Arrogant! Do you think you're a disciple of an Immortal Lord from the Immortal Realm?!" Ancient Immortal Kanli's expression darkened.
"Isn't my master right there?"
"..."
Jiang Chuan felt that Ancient Immortal Kanli's mind was not merely a little slow—it was simply full of holes!
Ancient Immortal Yiyuan was standing right there, yet instead of asking him, the man had actually asked Jiang Chuan.
"Becoming an Immortal Lord will be a little difficult. I'll need another ten to twenty jiazi or so." Ancient Immortal Yiyuan was supremely confident, believing that in another thousand or eight hundred years, he could become an Immortal Lord.
"Half a jiazi isn't enough?" Jiang Chuan asked in surprise.
"You call that human speech?"
"..."
Ancient Immortal Yiyuan felt that he truly could not teach Jiang Chuan.
What was an Immortal Lord?
The king of immortals!
A Thirteenth Realm existence!
One had to know that neither the Immortal Realm nor the Jing Realm had any Fourteenth Realm existences.
Even existences such as Immortal Venerables were merely at the Thirteenth Realm.
For someone like him to break through from the Twelfth Realm to the Thirteenth Realm in only a thousand or eight hundred years was already fast as lightning!
"Becoming an Immortal Lord in half a jiazi? Boy, even ignorance should have its limits." Ancient Immortal Kanli's face was full of contempt.
"You can't do it?"
"..."
Jiang Chuan felt that half a jiazi was already an overestimate.
Once he had cultivated Old Man Buried Sword's sword Dao and sword techniques, seized the Great Dao Principles that formed the