Xuan Daoling was kicked so hard that foam spilled from his mouth. His mind was muddled, yet he continued cursing Chen Xun.
Chen Xun's family was one he had encountered while traveling abroad.
Traveling, they called it.
In truth, he had merely been wandering around inside and outside the mountains of the Great Thousand Sect. The territory of such a top-tier sect's dao ground was generally absurdly vast, normally the size of an entire heavenly domain. At a glance, he had felt that this fellow was fated with the Great Thousand Sect.
In truth, Chen Xun was simply highly compatible with the Great Thousand Sect's Immortal Dao.
Thus, he had recruited him into the sect.
But he had also brought in a great disaster. The moment that brat saw the sect's Immortal Trees, he could no longer move. Day and night, he led that Black Bull around chopping down trees. The more he chopped, the more excited he became; the more he chopped, the more savage his expression grew. No one could stop him. The key was that chopping trees actually increased his cultivation.
Now... he could no longer stop him.
"Chen Xun! Over the past several hundred years, ten thousand Immortals from across the world have visited our sect. You absolutely must not disturb the Heavenly Immortals!"
Xuan Daoling cried out sorrowfully. The Great Thousand Sect was bustling now. Why did he have to make such a huge commotion chopping trees? Xuan Daoling could not stop him and could only curse and lament endlessly where he stood.
"Xuan Daoling, go back and cultivate. You are not an Immortal—how would you know that Immortals do not care about such trivial matters?"
Chen Xun laughed loudly and continued chopping. "Go on back. Do not delay your cultivation."
"Moo moo~~" Black Bull