Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.
Well, not the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's Kunlun Mountain and Yuxu Palace, but Meng Qi's knockoff Yuxu Palace.
Meng Qi was in the Chat Group, shooting his mouth off, passing judgment on the world, and holding forth with great passion.
He declared that Meng Chuan of Shrouding the Heavens looked fierce but lacked courage, was full of schemes but slow to decide, prized his life when great deeds beckoned, and would risk it for petty gains. He was no hero.
Then he said Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Race had a grand reputation but nothing to back it up. No hero there, either.
As for Klein, he was merely trading on his father's name—Meng Qi's own, of course. No hero.
And Han Xiao of the Star Sea? Extraordinary though he was, he was only a watchdog at the gate. How could he count as a hero?
The rest, the likes of The Ancient One, Zhang Sanfeng, and Yao Chen, were all small-time nobodies, not worth mentioning.
Among the heroes of the Heavens, only Qi deserved the name.
He blew his own horn so loudly it shook the heavens, provoking Lu Mingfei, Klein, and the others into a furious argument with him.
The monkeys' cries echoed without end from both banks; one look revealed a monkey emperor among them.
Then a Buddhist Prayer Bead fell from the void and struck Meng Qi hard on the head.
"Pass it on to me." The voice of a Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation rang out.
Meng Qi took the Buddhist Prayer Bead off his head and looked up into the void. At the sight of the Master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, rage seized him.
"Show a Fortune Great Divine Ability User some respect, you bastard!"
"Watch it,