The Fate of Insulting Azure
"Damn it!"
Ye Fan hurried out from the entrance of the immortal mansion and could not help cursing. If Holy Master Lin was the Eastern Sage, then what was he?
He was the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, the pride of the Eastern Wasteland, who had fought across the world with a pair of iron fists.
Holy Master Lin had always been a shadowy mastermind, lazy and greedy for comfort, reaping without sowing, forever living off the old and exploiting the young.
How was he the Eastern Sage? He was clearly the Eastern Dark!
"Another Desolate Ancient Sacred Body."
The two heads of Qishi Prefecture glanced at Ye Fan and could not help sighing in admiration. This truly was a Golden Great Era; even two Desolate Ancient Sacred Bodies had appeared.
Then they shifted their focus to Lin Xian and placed even greater hopes on him.
One was an Immortal Altar Sacred Body, the other a Dragon Transformation Sacred Body. Who possessed greater talent went without saying.
Before that ironclad gap in cultivation, all of Ye Fan's arguments appeared utterly pale.
"Damn it, if I could shamelessly sponge off others like Holy Master Lin, I would be far beyond the Immortal Platform Secret Realm by now. I might even have a chance at Severing the Dao."
The more Ye Fan thought about it, the angrier he became. His teeth itched with rage as he said resentfully, "If I became the Azure Emperor someday, I would make the peach blossoms bloom alongside me..."
"Tianxuan Sacred Lord is your master. It is only natural that he is superior," the Great Xia Emperor consoled him as he stepped forward. "With twin stars shining upon the world, Tianxuan's splendor will become all the more apparent. As long as you can