Persuasion

Hah, don't take those so-called immortal sects and sacred lands that gild their own faces too seriously.

Elder Li sneered, the disdain in his voice utterly undisguised.

Those Yuqing Immortal Sects and Eastern Pole Sacred Lands are really nothing more than local tyrants. Others fear their might and merely gild their faces for them.

If ruling over one region were enough to be called a sacred land or immortal sect, then wouldn't this world be littered with immortal sects and sacred lands?

What Eastern Pole Sacred Land? It's bullshit. If it were placed in the Cultivation World of Central Continent, people would probably beat the shit out of it!

Elder Li's voice brimmed with contempt.

He could hardly be blamed for it.

It was simply because, in his eyes, these forces from tiny places readily called themselves immortal sects, sacred lands, and divine dynasties.

But in truth,

whether they even possessed anyone above the Mysterious Pill realm was still questionable.

If it had been during his heyday,

he could have casually founded a force that would likely not have been inferior to the sacred lands and immortal sects of these little places in the slightest.

Using such names

was undoubtedly an insult to those titles!

Especially the designation of sacred land!

A true sacred land,

the ancient sacred lands he spoke of,

needed to have produced an immortal ancestor at the very least, with its inheritance never having been severed, before it qualified!

And yet some tiny place dared call itself a sacred land—

it was truly laughable to the extreme!

After hearing all this,

Shen Chong roughly understood that he had truly made a huge fool of himself.

"No wonder."

Shen Chong's face reddened slightly,

while understanding also dawned on him.

No wonder Elder Li had said those ancient