This village chief had been the chief of Little Stone Village for over a hundred years. What he relied on was his cultivation.
And now, through his connections, the village chief had learned in advance that his youngest son, Fat Tiger, possessed a Top-grade Spirit Root. With such talent, the Qingyun Sect definitely would not miss him.
Feeling the envy of the people around him, the chubby boy became even more arrogant. He walked up to a boy of eight or nine, pointed at him, and said smugly, "Haha, Little Hanzi, you admit defeat now, don't you? I'm going to become an immortal in the future, while you'll remain a mortal. The difference between us is like heaven and earth."
The refined boy known as Little Hanzi frowned at the arrogant Fat Tiger and said, "So what if you become an immortal? You're still a bad person. You won't bring any benefits to the people in our village."
"You'll only harm us."
Little Hanzi's words left everyone silent.
Indeed, almost everyone knew that the village chief had spoiled Fat Tiger rotten. He was arrogant and selfish to the extreme. If someone like him truly became successful, not causing you trouble would already be a blessing. Did you really expect him to support you and give you benefits? Weren't you asking for too much?
Even so, some people still fawned over Fat Tiger and rebuked Little Hanzi. "Your companion can become an immortal, so shouldn't you feel honored? Why are you being so jealous? If you have no ability, then you have no ability. Don't come spouting nonsense here."
Little Hanzi felt helpless toward such people. He wanted to argue, but seeing the numb looks in their eyes, he ultimately chose silence.
What made Little Hanzi truly furious, and even terrified,