The Demon Master Kunpeng and Candle Dragon Had Both Arrived; the Interception Sect's Personal Disciples Were Unwilling to Accept It: I Could Do It Too

"Damn it, hurry up! Fuxi has already looked over. Didn't we agree not to let him turn around?"

"This kid really is something. Why do his words always make my nose sting? He's already grown up, yet he still has to make things so sentimental. Damn it."

"No, I'm the mighty Winged Immortal of the Interception Sect. How could I possibly want to cry? The wind was too strong, and sand got into my eyes..."

On the way back to Golden Ao Island.

Great Peng Bird was still speaking in his usual carefree manner, truly the best little expert at lightening the mood.

The originally sorrowful atmosphere.

Was greatly eased by his words.

"I think you've loved crying ever since you were little, yet you blame it on the wind and sand. Was it Senior Disciple Brother's Red Dust Sand or the Three Flavors Divine Wind that blew into your eyes? It actually made you cry?"

Kong Xuan, standing nearby, mercilessly punctured the moment.

"You, you, you..."

"What about me? Do you want to have a fight?" Kong Xuan raised his head proudly.

"Just wait. Once I step into the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, you'll get what's coming to you!" Great Peng Bird snorted and found himself an excuse to back down.

This made everyone present burst into laughter.

The mood became much livelier as well.

"Don't worry, Junior Brothers. We watched Fuxi grow up, and you all know what kind of person he is. Besides, he is a Human Dao Quasi-Saint. Looking across the entire Primordial Wilderness, there are only a few people who could stand against him."

Yun Zhongzi stepped forward and said with a smile, "Once the next Human Emperor ascends the throne, what difficulty would there be in finding Fuxi for a drink and a chat?"