Whoever Comes to See the First Disciple of Interception Sect Says They Have Business, Don't They? No Visitors! The Dao Ancestor Personally Declared: The Human Race Shall Rise

"Business with the First Disciple of Interception Sect?"

The receptionist smiled.

Reclining lazily in a soft, comfortable chair, she said carelessly, "Who comes here without business?"

"You say you have business and want to see the First Disciple of Interception Sect. He says he has business and wants to see the First Disciple of Interception Sect too. Wouldn't dealing with all that be bothersome enough? If he had to see every last one of you, would Senior Disciple Brother still have time to get anything done?"

"Forget you. Last time, someone even claimed to be Haotian, the Heavenly Emperor. This lady still didn't let him in!!"

"If you have an appointment, I'll help you contact Senior Disciple Brother. If not, go back where you came from!!"

The female cultivator responded arrogantly, with a touch of disdain. "Even now, you refuse to address the First Disciple of Interception Sect as Senior Disciple Brother of Interception Sect."

"With that attitude, there's no way I'm letting you in!!"

Jiu Feng heard this.

Anger rose within her as well. "You!"

"What about me? Don't tell me you intend to make a move here? Want to see the strength of Heavenly Palace Immortal City?"

The female cultivator picked up the milk tea on the table and took a sip.

She paid no heed to Jiu Feng's thoughts.

"I came here under the orders of the Earthly Dao Saint, Empress Pingxin. I hope you can make an exception."

Jiu Feng suppressed the fury in her heart.

And repeated herself.

Unfortunately, the female cultivator merely reclined in her chair, sipping milk tea as she took out her phone to play the latest match-three game. She completely ignored Jiu Feng.

"Fine, fine, fine. Do you dare tell me your name?"

Jiu Feng glared at her furiously.

"My name?"