Feng Lingzi's seniority was extremely high, even higher than that of quasi-Sage experts like Long Ling and Master Huan Yue. Yet now he had openly called Ling Tian his junior brother. A mere cultivator's seniority was actually higher than theirs, leaving them at a loss for words. Fortunately, Fengyun Pavilion wasn't a sect, so they didn't need to worry too much about seniority.
They could disregard Ling Tian's seniority, but they couldn't ignore his identity. As a disciple of Fengyun Pavilion, he couldn't be dismissed lightly by the great super forces, and they wouldn't dare target him again. They knew all too well how fiercely Fengyun Pavilion protected its own. If they learned that anyone had attacked Ling Tian, it might trigger a war between sects.
Fengyun Pavilion had only a dozen or so people, but aside from juniors like Ling Tian and Fairy Meng Shang, everyone else was a quasi-Sage expert. Even the Nine Great Super Forces wouldn't dare provoke more than a dozen beings like that.
Even experts of the quasi-Sage level, like Master Huan Yue, couldn't help sighing when they learned Ling Tian's identity, let alone people like Fei Peng. Still, there was some good news for them: at the very least, Ling Tian would no longer compete with them for a place in Fengyun Pavilion, which gave them a better chance.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Ling Tian, on becoming a member of Fengyun Pavilion," Young Master Joyful and the others said.
Ling Tian smiled faintly. He didn't put on airs and returned each greeting in turn.
"Hmph, no wonder you're so arrogant. You've found yourself a powerful backer," Ninth Brother of Po Family sneered, his voice full of contempt and disdain.
"I wonder who it was that relied on being a disciple of a major sect and