After Zhou Xuansheng's resentment dissipated, his mood changed. It felt as though everything had changed.
Hearing Zhang Yang's words, he glanced at Zhang Yang and said flatly, "Don't mock this old man. This old man will always remember how you forced my entire lineage to ascend."
Zhang Yang smiled and asked, "Senior, are we still fighting?"
"Can this old man beat you?" Zhou Xuansheng retorted. "No more fighting!"
After a pause, he asked again, "You said your disciple will be even stronger than you?"
Zhang Yang nodded. "My disciple is a little monster. He has two heads, six ears, four hands, and one tail! He cultivates the Martial Dao I deduced. The Martial Dao is a cultivation method that endlessly excavates the innate power of living beings. In other words, a living being's body can ultimately be cultivated to rival an Immortal Artifact, perhaps even reach the level of an Emperor Armament."
Zhou Xuansheng fell silent.
If someone's body truly rivaled an Immortal Artifact, then that kid's extra limbs and body parts would become the most terrifying things imaginable.
He truly was a little monster with battle prowess that soared to the heavens!
Forget it. The next generation's sect master was truly beyond his reach!
Forget it!
He really should stop dwelling on it.
Zhou Xuansheng looked at Zhang Yang and said earnestly, "This old man must thank you for giving my sect's disciples a way to survive!"
Zhang Yang said with a smile, "I'm not actually such a bloodthirsty person!"
What he had thought at the time was simply to send those people to the Immortal Realm and earn a little Merit.
Of course, Zhou Xuansheng did not know any of this.
Zhou Xuansheng sighed, fixed his gaze on Zhang Yang, and said, "This old man has been in