At that moment, Martial Ancestor shouted, "Looking for a brother with a heavy killing aura? We have one in the Martial Realm too! Come on, let's go have a drink together. I'll introduce you to a brother with a heavy killing aura. He's a fighter too, just like us—a straightforward brawler."
Dijiang was unconvinced. "I'm a cultured Sorcerer. How could I be a brawler?"
Martial Ancestor chuckled. "A cultured Sorcerer? A culture-less Sorcerer, you mean. Oh, that's normal. Just looking at you, brother, I can tell you don't have much culture. No need to remind me specifically."
In the Primordial Wilderness, on Yingzhou Island, Xuanxiao laughed so hard he pounded the ground. "Damn, Dijiang is about to die of anger. Who would've thought Martial Ancestor was such a fool? I'm guessing he must have a pretty smart wife. Otherwise, he couldn't have come up with a name like Martial Realm with that brain of his. He probably would've called it Martial Stronghold."
Hearing this, Luohu chuckled. "Husband, how cultured could you possibly be?"
Xuanxiao laughed heartily. "Honestly, without bragging, your husband here could go to the mortal world and take the imperial examination. I'd definitely have the talent to become the top scholar. Do you believe me?"
Hearing this, Taiyi said, "Sister Luohu is easy to fool, but I'm not. First, tell us—are you talking about literary or martial ability?"
Xuanxiao blushed. "Whether literary or martial, I'd be the top scholar. Don't forget, during the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought, my father was Confucius of the Confucian School."
Luohu showed him no mercy. "I know. Back then, Kong Xuan taught the Analects, while our father-in-law taught the Lun Yu. He led Confucian disciples around picking fights and even smashed all the Buddhist temples."
Tongtian blushed when he heard