A Pitiful Taoist...

Luohu chuckled and said, "Husband, let me tell you something. Women usually aren't in the best moods after giving birth. I'll give you a chance to rephrase that."

Upon hearing this, Xuanxiao hurriedly said, "What I meant was, this little Taoist even had Qianyu call for her family elders. We should at least send someone to broaden his horizons."

Luohu slowly clenched his fists and said, "Then you should go. If I went, wouldn't that world collapse?"

Xuanxiao nodded at that and said, "Forget it. Let's first see whether Qianyu will listen to that little Taoist and call for her elders."

Over on Xuan Qianyu's side, she was remarkably calm. "You? You're not worth having my family elders take action. Judging by your cultivation, you're nothing special." As she spoke, she stepped into the air and flew up. "You even need to ride a sword just to fly. That shows how mediocre you are."

When Chisongzi heard this, his face darkened. A flying sword appeared before him as he said, "This is the supreme-grade magic treasure, the Shaoxuan Sword. Little girl, be careful."

Xuan Qianyu nodded, raised her hand, and summoned a branch into it. "I won't bully you with a treasure, either. You can see this branch—it's one I just picked up." As she spoke, sword-path laws wrapped around the branch. "Come on. I'll fight you with this branch."

Seeing what Xuan Qianyu had done, Chisongzi was so furious that his face turned green. He cursed, "Who knows what wretched family raised a child with such terrible manners? How dare you be so arrogant and look down on everyone!"

The moment he finished cursing, Xuan Qianyu's face darkened. "Just for those words, no one under heaven or on earth can protect you. Still, your cultivation should improve quite a