"Chen Xun, Heavenly Wheel, don't be hasty!"
"Ke Ding, Third Sister, you two have read more books—leave it to you." Chen Xun sized up the Heavenly Wheel Immortal Elder. "You old bastard, let's go over there and settle this with words."
"Bring it on!" Heavenly Wheel Immortal Elder snorted coldly.
The two headed directly into the distance, with Black Bull following behind them.
Heavenly Wheel Immortal Elder glanced sideways, his brows knitting slightly. Two against one? Again?!
Before long, a fierce battle of words began in the distance.
Chen Xun simply relied on his superior Dao cultivation, overwhelming presence, and Black Bull's mooing to completely drown out Heavenly Wheel Immortal Elder's voice. The latter turned red in the face, frantic with frustration!
Beside the campfire.
He Ling wore a polite smile and nodded to the seniors from every side. Her eldest brother had always been like this; they would get used to it.
"Let's call it the Heavenly Foundation Stone." Before Ke Ding could speak, Gu Lisheng seized the opportunity while Chen Xun was absent and stole the prize.
He was now the oldest in seniority here, with the highest cultivation and status... In one stroke, he stopped Ke Ding's words in his throat. Ke Ding looked as though he wanted to speak but held back, wanted to curse but held back, suffocating in discomfort.
He Ling looked tranquil, neither fighting nor contending. Since Young Master Gu had already spoken, it was inconvenient for her to say anything further.
"What do you all think?" Gu Lisheng continued watching the direction where Chen Xun and the others were battling with words, shaking his head with a light laugh.
In truth, the Fishing Emperor had chosen this name. Letting it be spoken through his mouth and giving him this bit of face