After Jiang Ping An finished registering his identity, Fu Tian took him to meet the other two teammates. One was handsome and refined; the other was rough-looking, with a face full of beard.
The rough-looking man enthusiastically stepped forward. "Daoist, let me introduce myself. My name is—"
"No need. It wastes time. Let's head to Heavenly Dragon Volcano." Jiang Ping An cut him off, his expression indifferent.
The rough-looking man smiled awkwardly. "Daoist, you truly are impatient. Then let's depart."
The group headed toward the Teleportation Array.
The three communicated through Divine Sense Transmission.
"This bastard's attitude is infuriating. Don't kill him outright when we make our move. Torture him until he begs for mercy." Fu Tian's words brimmed with malice.
"I was thinking the same. Who does this guy think he is? Some peerless genius? What's he putting on airs for? Once we get there, we'll make him kneel and beg us."
Jiang Ping An's cold attitude had thoroughly angered the three, but they could not reveal it yet.
The group stepped onto the Teleportation Array and left the Feather Emperor Immortal Sect.
Not long after Jiang Ping An left, Qiu SiPing received word in an elder hall of the Inner Sect.
"Elder, there is news of Jiang Ping An. He is heading to Heavenly Dragon Volcano."
Although Jiang Ping An had changed his appearance, his Identity Token could not be altered. He had still left behind information when registering.
"Go deal with him. Be discreet and leave no traces," Qiu SiPing said coldly.
Because of Jiang Ping An, his grandson Qiu Yuan had been punished, and his term of service had been extended by a thousand years.
He had spent many resources just to reduce his grandson's service term by nine hundred years.
Jiang Ping An had made