After the banquet.
Mountain-Seated Duck brought Chen Xun to its dojo and kowtowed.
"Old Six, thank you for all these years." Mountain-Seated Duck looked solemn and kowtowed again. "This duck acknowledges your talent in the Immortal Dao. You are surely among the absolute pinnacle of the Three Thousand Great Worlds!"
"It was nothing."
Chen Xun waved with a light smile, hands clasped behind his back as he looked at the enormous duck head lowered before him. "We are fellow disciples. In all things, we should do our utmost; as for the rest, let heaven take its course."
Though his words were gentle and peaceful, his posture did not relax in the slightest. He clearly enjoyed the sight of Mountain-Seated Duck submitting to him.
After all, this dead duck had never yielded to anyone over the years. Its beak was hard as iron.
Gu Shenyu? Without our Fushi Sect, he was nothing...
The founding of the Supreme Unity Immortal Court? Without Old Six of our sect guarding beyond the heavens, it would have been nothing but ruins...
Had it not said those things, it would not have ended up mingling with Chen Xun, who had retired to the mountains and fields. At the very least, it could have gone and secured itself an Immortal official's post.
A sharp gleam flashed through Mountain-Seated Duck's eyes as it changed the subject. "Old Six, those Primordial Immortal Clan people are no good, are they? I see our sect and the Immortal Empress are quite welcoming toward them. Even the Immortal Emperor Realm personally received them at the Immortal Court ten years ago."
Moreover, their master had praised that clan highly, commending its ancient sages as people who blessed the common lives of the Great World.
"In my eyes, wherever interests lead, none of the