Speaking of Chu Lian's identity, one had to mention the master of Jixia Academy.
Chu Lian was an inner-court disciple of Jixia Academy, personally brought back by the academy's master for special training.
Yin Sheng and the other six, on the other hand, were ordinary students of Jixia Academy. They had made it in only after passing all manner of heaven-defying trials, and their status was nowhere near Chu Lian's core position.
It was like the difference between getting in through a special recommendation and taking the college entrance exam. The gap was enormous.
Which inner-court disciple who graduated from Jixia Academy hadn't become a future Emperor Realm powerhouse?
And Chu Lian had been personally trained by the academy's master, no less.
Her status was even higher than that of many members of the Great Yin Imperial Clan.
After all, the current Great Yin emperor, Yin Xu, was a top Great Emperor and the academy master's direct disciple.
You could say Chu Lian was practically Yin Xu's junior sister.
If he could win Chu Lian's favor—or even win her over—it would be a huge boon to him and to the Great Yin Royal Clan behind him!
Yin Sheng then turned to Zhao Han.
Zhao Han gave Yin Sheng a strange look, too.
He thought, That kid's tone, attitude, and actions just now clearly showed he was pursuing Chu Lian, but getting nowhere.
After all, Chu Lian's heart belongs to no one else. It belongs to me, Zhao Han.
Your dogged, blazing devotion will never warm Chu Lian's heart. Let it rot in your chest.
Yin Sheng barked furiously:
"Seek Immortal remnants! Your own comrades have abandoned you. They've all escaped, so hurry up and surrender!"
"Surrender, and you might live. Resist, and your body and soul will be destroyed!"
Zhao