Huang Sheli was not alone at the mountaintop. A forthright devotee of beauty like her naturally flocked wherever beautiful people gathered.
In fact, Chongxuan Zun had arrived here first, standing like a jade tree in the wind, dressed in white at the summit. That was why she had come over to strike up a conversation.
Chongxuan Zun was certainly interesting and charming, but if Jiang Wang were here too, wouldn't that be double the fun?
Facing Huang Sheli's dazzling smile, Jiang Wang was rather helpless. He turned his gaze to Chongxuan Zun beside him, intending to toss out a few barbs to ease the awkwardness, but Chongxuan Zun spoke first.
"Today is Chongyang, precisely the day of the Pavilion selection. The True Lords' Dharma manifestations have all arrived. We, concerned for the Human Race and bearing the common people in our hearts, came yesterday—you, meanwhile, don't take this seriously at all! How dare you make so many people wait for you!"
The former Marquis of Champions, clad in white, stood as if upon the moral high ground, his radiance particularly blinding. "True Person Jiang, why force yourself? If you do not care for this position, you need not participate."
True Person Jiang froze for a moment.
As expected of Severing Delusion—he had actually anticipated me!
He was rapidly choosing his words.
A booming voice flew in from afar. Dou Zhao, his Golden Body blazing brilliantly, descended from the sky. "What's wrong with waiting for him a little while? Some people have been waited on for three whole years!"
His voice was so loud, as though afraid someone might fail to hear it.
Jiang Wang rubbed his nose and silently stepped to the side.
The sun had not risen in the west, and Dou Zhao naturally was not kind enough to