Fighting Xuan Kong

Master Xuan Kong was somewhat displeased as well, his tone thick with the smell of gunpowder.

"Could it be that you truly don't take Putuo Temple seriously?"

"Bald donkey, you simply want this Emperor to spare this little ant. Why bother putting on such a grand show of backing?" Ling Yun mocked sarcastically, pointing at Carefree Supreme. He deliberately stressed the words "backing," his tone exceptionally teasing.

Little ant?

Was he talking about him? Carefree Supreme's face turned ashen. He gnashed his teeth and sidelong glanced at Ling Yun, his expression gradually twisting ferociously.

Master Xuan Kong turned toward Carefree Supreme and smiled.

"Don't mind what he says. He's merely trying to provoke you. Don't fall into his trap."

"I understand." Carefree Supreme respectfully clasped his fists in return.

"If Carefree Benefactor made a mistake, and Supreme Benefactor still refused to give him a chance?"

Noticing that Ling Yun's eyes remained full of disdain, Master Xuan Kong rolled his prayer beads between his fingers and secretly wondered: Where did Supreme Emperor Lord get such confidence? Was he truly certain he could take Carefree Supreme's life under his protection?

That was why he had used those probing words to test Ling Yun's depth!

Ling Yun was no inexperienced youngster. Why would he need to consider such a question? When one's fists were big enough, there was no need for fear.

"So what if I am?"

"Little ant, when you issued the wanted order back then, did you ever imagine this day?"

"You've got quite some nerve, coming all the way to my God Realm to cause trouble."

Faced with Ling Yun's repeated taunts, Carefree Supreme clenched his fists and roared, "Enough! Stop acting like you're the greatest and invincible under heaven. Many people fear you, but I'm telling you—I don't!"

"Heh!"