"Young man, although I don't want to admit it, I have no choice but to acknowledge that you do possess some ability. You can stand on equal footing with this Saint Prince, and those two toads scurrying back to Chaos Heaven with their tails between their legs wasn't without reason." Si Kongtu looked at Li Zhōujūn and smiled.
Faced with Si Kongtu's words, Li Zhōujūn merely smiled without answering.
His expression made it seem as though he were standing outside the matter, watching a play.
"Brat, when you venture out in the world, you need to have some backing!" Bai Li couldn't help speaking up.
"This Saint Prince is speaking. It's not your place to interrupt!" Si Kongtu slapped Bai Li across the air. You've already put on such a show of arrogance, so what else is this Saint Prince supposed to say?
Bai Li had been pampered from childhood, arrogant and haughty, and looked down on the Eternal Immortal Realm. But after taking Si Kongtu's slap, she could only act meek and submissive, not daring to speak.
That was because she knew that her backing, the Saint Demon Sect, was no more than paper before Si Kongtu—something he could pierce with a flick of his finger.
At that moment, a jade slip appeared in Si Kongtu's hand. He looked at Li Zhōujūn with a smile. "To be honest, do you have any backing? If you don't, then hand over the Bloodthirsty Stone obediently. With your talent, you're qualified to become this Saint Prince's follower. Otherwise, this Saint Prince only needs to give it a light squeeze, and a high-rank Saint will descend. By then, killing you will be as easy as turning over my hand."
Bai Li's face paled when she heard Si Kongtu's words.
Clearly, Si Kongtu had