It was autumn in the Southern Continent, at the Shore of the South Sea.
Grand Master Xuandu—the sole disciple of the Human Teachings' Saint Lord, one of the first humans personally molded by Nuwa the Holy Mother, the oldest living pure-yang human in the Primordial Wilderness, and the eldest senior brother of the Daoist Sect's Three Teachings—cordially received Daoist Wen Jing, Human Teaching's hidden pawn.
In this meeting of little historical significance to the Primordial Wilderness, Grand Master Xuandu left a deep impression on Daoist Wen Jing with his gentle smile and powerful affinity.
The scene was warm, with birds singing and flowers blooming everywhere.
And as the witness and matchmaker of this affair—the Heavenly Court Sea God, Human Teachings Lesser Mage, little disciple of Human Teaching's Du Xian Sect, the Saint Lord of Human Teachings' most satisfactory artifact-man, Li "Heavenly Court's Reserve Matchmaker, Little Keeper of the Lover's Tree" Changshou...
He truly broke into a cold sweat.
She was drooling over the Great Mage!
What, did she want to braise and steam the Great Mage too?
Fortunately, Li Changshou stood beside them, smiling as he smoothed things over, turning what Daoist Wen Jing had practically written across her face—"Great Mage, I'm your fan"—into "This is the Primordial Chaos Fierce Mosquito's special way of expressing respect."
Otherwise, if the Great Mage had struck and scattered that blood mosquito, Li Changshou would have understood completely.
To keep Daoist Wen Jing from going mad from cultivating, Li Changshou went straight to the point and said:
"Wen Jing, I called you here this time because of Jin Chan.
"Previously, above the Western Sea, Jin Chan wounded my incarnation. He was vicious and arrogant beyond measure.
"Today, I invited the Great Mage here in person precisely to make trouble for Jin Chan!"
Thankfully, once