What the hell am I supposed to say?! Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman was utterly heartsick.
He had clearly only undergone the Heavenly Tribulation for a "Fourth-to-Fifth Advancement," yet somehow, inexplicably, he had manifested before all.
That alone would have been bad enough, but he had manifested in the giant cowardly pose of a Head-Hugging Crouch Defense. Now, everyone on Earth... no, every cultivator in the entire universe and all the planes had witnessed that spectacularly cowardly sight of him crouching with his head in his hands.
What was worse, when he manifested before all, the dao title "Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman" had been branded into the minds of every fellow daoist. Now, no one under Heaven was unaware of his great name.
How was he supposed to face people in the future?
Imagine that one day, he met a young, unfamiliar fellow daoist.
[Ah, hello, Fellow Daoist. I'm Seven Lives...]
[I know you! You're Second Millennium Cowardly Profound Sage, Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman. I still remember the Head-Hugging Crouch Defense pose you struck when transcending your tribulation.]
Damn it, I don't want to live anymore. I can't go on living.
Just as Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman was lost in a thousand thoughts, his body suddenly trembled slightly, entering the preparatory state for the Profound Sage Lecture.
There were still thirty seconds before the lecture began~~
Wait, what was he supposed to talk about? At least give him a script! Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman was panicking. What could a newly advanced Fifth-Grade Spirit Emperor like him possibly lecture about?!
He could not help turning toward Song Shuhang's direction and frantically blinking at him. Earlier, through his own [Sage Seal], he had learned that Fellow Daoist Shuhang seemed to have delivered an extremely impressive lecture. So, did