Previously, when the Green Demons had wreaked havoc in the Northern Sacred Court, it was the precious gourd refined by the Taiqing Upper Sect that had emitted a faint glimmer at the critical moment, wounding the Green Demon King and turning the tide of the entire battle.
The one who had wielded the precious gourd to launch that attack had been Sect Leader Du.
It had been the brightest moment of his life, so the moment the Green Demon King spoke, he couldn't help but jump in.
The Green Demon King's expression was as calm as ever. "The gourd is a fine treasure, but it fell into the hands of a fool. You possessed such a treasure, yet could only wound me by attacking from behind—and still failed to take my life. The treasure has a spirit; I expect it weeps every night."
Sect Leader Du flew into a rage and was about to retort, but the Holy Lord said, "It seems you have something to say, Your Excellency. Go ahead and get it off your chest. None of us knows what lies ahead. Starting a fight here would be beneath us."
Sect Leader Du gave a cold snort, then looked toward Xu Yi.
Elder Kong narrowed his eyes, thinking, This is bad. After one misstep after another, the Eight Great Immortal Sects were drawing closer and closer together. Wang Qianqiu in particular: because of his seniority, none of the leaders of the Eight Great Immortal Sects had been willing to acknowledge him. But after these successive turns of events, he had quietly become their leader.
Xu Yi said nothing. He understood his position very well. A meaningless title would bring him trouble, not benefits.
The Green Demon King said, "I have just one thing to say: it's far too