"I never thought Lord Jiuchong Immortal Venerable would really make a move."
The yin and yang energies blotted out the sky and sun. Snow Emperor sighed softly. Snow Shilou would become the next Snow Emperor sooner or later, so there was no harm in telling him certain things now.
"Actually, there are two reasons Jiuchong Immortal Venerable has never left the Wordless White Jade Tablet."
At these words, Meng Jingzhou no longer cared about how the battle overhead was going. He carried the little stool by the door over and settled down to listen.
The Snow Emperor shot Meng Jingzhou a cold look. Meng Jingzhou followed the Snow Emperor's gaze and looked behind himself. There was no one there.
"There's nobody behind me. Go ahead and speak, Your Majesty Snow Emperor. We're all family here."
Meng Jingzhou looked at the Snow Emperor with absolute conviction, his entire face proclaiming, I'm an honest boy.
"I'm looking at you!" the Snow Emperor roared. "These are matters of our Snow Emperor lineage. What are you, an outsider, doing coming over to listen?"
Huh? So he wasn't allowed to listen?
Seeing the Snow Emperor lose his temper, Grandpa Murong, who had carried over a little stool, and Spirit Transformation Huo, who had lugged over a door panel, slunk away dejectedly.
"I really am one of the family." Meng Jingzhou took a book from his identity jade tablet: Chaos Unity, Two Modes, Three Powers, Four Symbols, Five Elements, Six Harmonies, Seven Luminaries, Eight Wastes, Nine Regions, Ten Heavens—The Only One Supreme Immortal Art. This was Jiuchong Immortal's cultivation art, also known as the Numerical Immortal Art.
His self-created Only-One-Supreme Fist had been modeled after the Numerical Immortal Art. Strictly speaking, Jiuchong Immortal could be considered half his teacher.
"Jiuchong Immortal Venerable's immortal art?"
The Snow