Duan Ming heard his master and Fourth Senior Uncle's words and gaped in shock.
"No way!" Duan Ming refused to believe it.
"When you return to Azure Cloud Mountain, someone will tell you all about it!" Thinking of his Little Junior Brother's "glorious achievements," He Dazhi could only shake his head and sigh. In his heart, though, he admired him immensely.
"Back at Big Bamboo Peak, we used to spar with your Little Junior Uncle all the time. In the end, he'd beat us all by himself!" Wu Dayi said with a smile, looking at He Dazhi. He missed his fellow disciples back at Big Bamboo Peak.
"Exactly! And it was all of us senior brothers attacking him together. Even then, he'd still beat us senseless! So, you'd better take your Little Junior Uncle seriously." He Dazhi added.
"No way! Seventh Senior Uncle seems incredibly formidable too!" Duan Ming still couldn't bring himself to believe it.
"Him? He..." He Dazhi trailed off, then could only shake his head with a wry smile.
"If you offend us, or even your Seventh Senior Uncle, it's no big deal. But if you offend your Little Junior Uncle, then even your grandmaster won't be able to help you." Wu Dayi looked at Duan Ming as he spoke.
"Last time the Four Sects of the Demon Cult attacked Azure Cloud Mountain, even when all six heads of the Azure Cloud Sects joined forces, they couldn't subdue your Little Junior Uncle. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Duan Ming was completely dumbstruck. Wu Dayi and He Dazhi's revelations had turned his mind to mush.
"Oh, right! Let me give you one more friendly warning. I can't say for the other senior and junior disciples, but if you really anger your Little Junior Uncle, your Seventh Senior