"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Kunwu. Since my disciples are the Human Emperor's teachers, as their master, I naturally cannot stand by and watch them be bullied by petty people."
Yuanshi put heavy emphasis on the words "petty people." Everyone present was startled, but they all pretended not to hear it. The Buddhist Sect disciples, in particular, chose to conveniently forget Yuanshi's words.
They did not dare listen in on verbal disputes between Saints. Even if Zhunti could not defeat Yuanshi, dealing with them would take no effort at all.
Even when facing a top-tier Primordial Origin Golden Immortal like Kunwu, who still had a chance to attain the Dao, Yuanshi did not dare act overly arrogant. His arrogance was reserved for the living beings of the Prehistoric Era.
"Fellow Daoist, feel free to visit my Kunwu Mountain when you have time. This old Daoist will not keep you any longer."
Kunwu bade Yuanshi farewell and followed after the others.
Yet Kunwu's heart felt somewhat heavy. Back then, he and Hongjun had been fellow Daoists. After so many years, Hongjun's disciples had all attained the Dao, while he was still lingering at the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal realm.
Hongjun was not the only one. Xuan Qing was the same. At first, Xuan Qing's cultivation had been lower than theirs, but he had later surpassed them, broken through to Primordial Chaos Great Luo, and even taught Saint Nuwa, another Primordial Chaos Great Luo.
It would have been a lie to say Kunwu was not upset. Now, he only desperately wished to break through. At the very least, he wanted to stand on the same level as Zhunti and the others, so that he would no longer be suppressed by Zhunti while in the Western Lands.
Only after watching the group gradually disappear into