Wushan
"It seemed the Netherworld Immortal Lord was worried about the younger generation at home, so he'd even sent Fellow Daoist Wushan over. He'd certainly gone to great lengths. With Fellow Daoist Wushan guarding him, Chu Zhaoyang's safety should be beyond question." When Daoist Yihua saw the newcomer, he barely lifted his eyelids. His attitude was neither warm nor cold, and he showed no intention of making small talk.
"Zhaoyang may be a little willful, but he's not a bad person by nature. He's been making quite a stir in your Celestial Court lately, but fortunately, he hasn't made a fool of himself. I came here on the Netherworld Immortal Lord's orders to take him back. Zhaoyang has caused your Celestial Court a good deal of trouble these past few days." Wushan smiled as he spoke.
"So the Yu Xuan Celestial Court deliberately indulged Chu Zhaoyang when he came here to provoke us. But I'm afraid the outcome won't be quite as perfect as you imagine," Daoist Yihua said coldly.
"It's only a contest between juniors, a chance for them to exchange pointers. 'Provocation' is hardly the right word. After this battle, Zhaoyang will return to the Yu Xuan Celestial Court. Surely your Celestial Court won't try to detain a guest by force just because you lose?" Wushan still wore a smile, but his tone had become openly combative.
"We old monsters aren't about to lay a hand on a junior. The juniors can settle their own affairs. But since you've picked a fight, I assume you're ready to face what comes next." Seeing Wushan's expression, Daoist Yihua narrowed his long, keen eyes.
"Oh? It seems your Honghao Celestial Court has someone who can match Zhaoyang. That's quite a rarity." Wushan laughed it off, unconcerned by Daoist Yihua's words.
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