Chi You, Tiger Soul Blade, It's Time to Drink Blood!

Di Zun was the avatar of a Saint, the supreme being who governed one side of the Heavenly Court.

Everything he did must have had a deeper meaning.

What he needed to do now was not try to fathom Di Zun's thoughts, but use the power Di Zun had bestowed upon him to accomplish what he ought to do.

This was the best way to repay him.

Yang Chan nodded, half understanding and half not.

Though she did not understand the twists and turns between these great figures, she trusted her second brother.

"Second Brother, how strong are you now?"

Yang Chan blinked her large, curious eyes and sized Yang Jian up and down.

"I feel like you're even scarier than that Chi You who was riding the black-and-white monster just now."

Hearing this, Yang Jian smiled confidently.

"We'll know once I fight."

He did not say it outright, but the powerful confidence seeping from his very bones had already explained everything.

At the same time.

Eastern Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Chi You strode in with great steps and gave Di Zun, who sat upon the Nine Dragon Imperial Throne, a standard military salute.

"Di Zun!"

"Did you ripen that kid ahead of time?"

The moment Chi You opened his mouth, he exposed that rough temperament of his, not bothering to go around even the slightest bend.

Di Zun glanced at him and said flatly, "What, do you have an objection?"

"Wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare!"

Chi You quickly waved his hands and chuckled.

"I'm just curious what good thing you gave him, to let him leap straight to Quasi-Saint in such a short time."

"If this got out, those old fellows in the Primordial Wilderness who've bitterly cultivated for countless aeons would probably have their Dao hearts shatter