Jia Zhaoxian sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes red with grievance. The handsome young man spoke in a chilly voice. "I am Qi Tian, a Principal Seventh Rank immortal official with a substantive appointment. I've held the post for thirteen years. Today I came to the Dao Palace to cultivate in seclusion, but some trivial matter held me up, so I only arrived a day late to register. I never expected that the moment I entered the Dao Palace, I'd hear about a monster like you. Xu Yi, you're good at calculating, and you know exactly how the people above want to see you perform. But you don't realize that the tallest rafter rots first. If you keep showing off your edge, you'll soon be blunted and broken. Why don't we both take a step back and leave each other in peace?"
Inside the Starry Sky Ring, Huang Mei shook his head and sighed. "That guy's got quite a nerve. He must've been in power so long he's forgotten how to talk like a human being. And he expects that bottomless maw, Xu Yi, to spit out what he's already swallowed. What a big appetite."
"Brother Qi, go home and ask your elders how old you were when you finally stopped wetting the bed. You're several hundred years old. Can't you act a little more mature? And you have the nerve to say things like that?" Xu Yi's figure blurred, and he vanished.
"What an ungrateful fool. He's schemed against my Aristocratic Clan time and again and gotten a taste for it. Now he thinks he's truly invincible. Just you wait." Qi Tian had always been in the spotlight, but this was the first time anyone had disrespected him to his face. "Zhaoxian, Shihui, and everyone else, come to