Heading to the Murong Ancient Clan

At that moment.

Qin Tianyi and Azure Ancestor backed out of the space where they had been fighting, cursing and grumbling, neither looking willing to admit defeat.

Clearly, the two still had not decided the victor.

"Qianqiu, pour your master a cup of water." Azure Ancestor spoke toward Qin Tianyi in a deliberately provocative tone.

It seemed that, since he had failed to best Qin Tianyi earlier, he wanted to show off that he had a good disciple.

Qin Tianyi said disdainfully, "You're not the only one with disciples. I have a disciple's great-granddisciple too."

Yet half a day passed, and Azure Ancestor still received no response from Luo Qianqiu.

Qin Tianyi began gloating. "Looks like your disciple isn't very obedient either."

With that, Qin Tianyi swept out his broad sleeve. "Zhōujūn, bring this old man a cup of water!"

The result was the same. Another half a day passed.

Qin Tianyi received no response either.

Azure Ancestor began laughing gleefully. "Old Qin, Old Qin, what gives you the right to criticize me? Aren't you in the same boat?"

"Old Ancestor, Azure Ancestor."

"Master, Senior Qin."

Just then, Li Zhōujūn and Luo Qianqiu returned to the area.

Seeing them, Azure Ancestor immediately said to Qin Tianyi, "Old Qin, if my disciple had been here just now, I wouldn't even have needed to ask. She would have poured me water herself."

Qin Tianyi immediately retorted, "If my descendant Zhōujūn had been here, I wouldn't have needed to ask either. He would have taken the initiative to pound my back and knead my shoulders!"

At that moment, the competitive spirits of Azure Ancestor and Qin Tianyi flared up at once, and they began trading insults.

Li Zhōujūn and Luo Qianqiu found the sight extremely headache-inducing.

At last, after the two little old