The Time for Playing Hard to Get Is Near

Yet before that killing move aimed straight at his face could take effect, it was blocked by a streak of light.

"Sect Master Yun, my son's words were not nonsense. Does the Myriad Clouds Sect lack even the courage to admit what it has done?"

The one who had stepped in to block that killing move was none other than Luo Yunxi's father, Luo Yubai.

His white sleeves billowed as, in an instant, he absorbed that beam of cloud-light completely.

A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. The sect master of the Empty Mountain Ancient Sect, who had always appeared before ordinary cultivators with his light concealed and his edge tempered, now revealed every inch of his brilliance.

"What colossal gall, Luo Yubai. Have you forgotten the lesson I taught you back then?"

Seeing Luo Yubai step forward and block his attack, Yun Xingyu's anger rose several notches.

Decades ago, Luo Yubai had, like Luo Yunxi now, remained at the Myriad Clouds Sect as a hostage disciple.

At that time, the talent and aptitude he displayed had won him considerable attention within the sect.

Back then, Yun Xingyu had been overshadowed by Luo Yubai.

But as a direct descendant of the sect, how could he tolerate being trampled beneath the feet of an outsider?

He had plotted against Luo Yubai and severed a portion of his foundation. Struck by such a blow, Luo Yubai's cultivation immediately fell, leaving him with no possibility of competing against Yun Xingyu again. From then on, he had kept a low profile, never daring to reveal even the slightest glimmer of his former brilliance.

Yun Xingyu had thought the matter was over. Yet he had never expected that, amid the great changes in heaven and earth's spiritual energy decades later, the man he had once