"So you are intentionally making things difficult for me? This place is under my direct jurisdiction. What kind of thing are you to poke your nose into my business?"
Mao Jiuling said with a grim and cold expression. If someone whose strength and status were close to his own had come to stop him, Mao Jiuling might have given the other party some face. Yet Lu Yiming was merely a fellow at the third realm of True Immortality. Although his strength had advanced immensely compared to before over in the Phantom Mist Marsh, in front of Mao Jiuling, he was still not worth looking at.
Zhuyan, whose relationship with Lu Yiming was fair, was still quite capable, yet the True Immortal seniors of the Zhu household had already fallen. Even if Zhuyan were here, what of it? If he could not even subdue a few people from a celestial sect, what would he use to deter others in the future?
"If you know what's good for you, get lost to the side. Otherwise, I'll deal with the both of you together."
"Deal with the both of you together? Mao Jiuling, don't say you are merely a commander now—even if you had advanced to True Immortality, I would still have to take them with me."
Lu Yiming suppressed the anger in his heart. Left in the past, he truly would have been helpless against Mao Jiuling, but right now his status was also no longer what it used to be. It was ever since Lu Xiaotian became a second-grade alchemy saint of the Immortal Domain's Alchemy Pavilion.
"In the eyes of you, Mao Jiuling, I might not count as anything, but as for this thing, what kind of thing are you, Mao Jiuling?"
"Is that so? I'd like to see what