The Prehistoric World: I Wreak Havoc on the Three Sects, and You're Not Splitting Up?

Meanwhile, the many Quasi-Saints who had originally sympathized with Zhen Yuanzi were dumbfounded.

Seriously, he really just became a Saint that easily?

Kunpeng was so frustrated that he beat his chest and wailed.

"Damn it, that spot to become a Saint should've been mine!"

"Why did Zhen Yuanzi get it instead?"

"I wonder what side effects the pills refined by Xuandan have."

At that thought, a lightbulb went off in Kunpeng's head.

Right, he could just ask Zhen Yuanzi in the Spirit Mirror group chat.

Kunpeng quickly opened the group chat.

But Zhen Yuanzi had already been kicked out.

The Spirit Mirror group chat had strict rules, with a hierarchy as rigid as the rankings in an alliance.

The Quasi-Saint group was for Quasi-Saints.

[Kunpeng: Wait, why did you kick Zhen Yuanzi out?]

[Xing Tian: I'm the group owner. Zhen Yuanzi became a Saint, so he's no longer a Quasi-Saint. This is the Quasi-Saint group. Know your place, will you?]

[Bai Ze: Are you stupid? We could've asked what side effects the pills refined by Xuandan had before kicking him out.]

[Zhu Rong: He's already been kicked out. What's the point of complaining after the fact? Forget it, forget it. If you're brave enough, eat one. If not, don't.]

[Qing Luan: That's true, but the problem is, we don't even know if Zhen Yuanzi took a pill.]

Just as the Quasi-Saints were discussing the matter heatedly in their group chat,

Zhen Yuanzi solemnly bowed to Xuandan.

"Thank you for helping me, young friend. A single point of guidance is worth ten thousand years of cultivation."

Xuandan replied with righteous conviction.

"It was nothing. I merely did it for the common people of the Pangu Primordial Era."

"To benefit all these living beings, we must raise the overall strength of the