The Two Sages of the West's Worries-Could Demon Ancestor Really Be Moving Against the Western Teachings?

"Martial Uncle Zhunti, what do you mean by that?"

Qingyuan's expression remained unchanged.

He calmly picked up his teacup and took a sip, but his tone was clearly no longer as pleasant as before. "First, from the Western Land, I called upon my disciples to cooperate with you and establish a new mutually beneficial business model. It would have been one thing if you came without gifts to thank me, but now you've actually come to hold me accountable?"

"Could it be that, in your eyes, I'm someone you can bully with a few words, someone who will make all sorts of compromises and concessions?"

In an instant, the temperature plunged to its lowest point.

The Two Shakya visibly showed nervous expressions.

Even Daoist Jieyin's body began to tremble slightly, clearly intimidated by Qingyuan's words.

Daoist Zhunti was somewhat flustered as well.

Yet not only was he unafraid, he instead retreated in order to advance, crying mournfully, "Nephew, we didn't come to hold you accountable. We came to air our grievances!"

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu, nephew, the West has suffered!"

"Ever since Demon Ancestor Luohu severed the Earth Veins of the West during the Dao-Demon Conflict, the West has remained barren and bitterly cold, with talents withering away. In order to repair the Earth Veins of the West, my senior brother and I have traveled tirelessly through countless Yuan Hui, disregarding the scorn and disgust of all beings in the Primordial Wilderness. All of it was only to restore the Western Land to its former state!"

"Now that Western Flourishing has finally arrived, it seems that you, nephew, are not particularly pleased to see it happen?"

"Stop..."

Qingyuan's voice was neither cold nor warm. "Martial Uncle Zhunti, you cannot put it that way. You make it sound as though I were the mastermind