He Didn't Deserve It

"Heh. Don't think I don't know you're trying to provoke me!"

Bo Yikao replied coldly.

"That's right. I am trying to provoke you!"

The voice spoke inside Bo Yikao's mind. "But it seems that even provocation can't stir your fighting spirit anymore!"

"From this day forward, you, Bo Yikao, are a complete and utter waste. In my view, there's no point in encouraging you any further!"

"After all, you're a coward!"

"First, you don't dare defy your father's foolish final command. Second, you don't want to face your younger brother!"

"If that's the case, you might as well hand the position straight to your younger brother, Ji Fa. He'll make a good lord in the future—at least he has more backbone than you!"

"No, no, no! I'm not like that!"

Clarity finally returned to Bo Yikao's eyes. "I'm only respecting my father's final decision!"

"As for you, what exactly are you after? Tell me!"

"Heh heh heh!"

The voice remained calm. "What am I after? Of course I have an agenda!"

"I simply can't stand a petty man like Ji Fa, who thinks he can climb to power by currying favor with immortals!"

"Think about it. If Jiang Ziya, Lei Zhenzi, Yun Zhongzi, and that Heavenly Lord Manjushri Guangfa hadn't appeared, would your father really have chosen Ji Fa to take the place of Western Marquis?"

"Ji Fa only managed it because he ingratiated himself with the immortals, while you, Bo Yikao, did not!"

"Was your father afraid that if he passed the title of Western Marquis to you, the rightful eldest son, the immortals around Ji Fa would kill you?"

"One of you has the support of immortals, while the other does not!"

"Ever since Jiang Ziya appeared, Xiqi hasn't truly belonged to your Ji family. It's been under