Every word from Daochen was like a dagger, plunging straight into the depths of Haotian's heart and trampling his pathetic dignity into tiny fragments.
Yet he could not manage to find a single retort.
When all was said and done, he was merely a boy attending to Hongjun; away from Hongjun, he was just an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal practitioner within the Primordial World.
He was inferior even to second-rate mighty figures like Old Ancestor Hongyun.
How could he possibly catch the eye of a top-tier mighty figure in the Primordial World like Daochen!
Status and strength!!
Haotian chanted these two words frantically in his heart.
He vowed that one day he would become the supreme sovereign of the Primordial World, trampling the Demon Race firmly beneath his feet to avenge today's humiliation by Daochen's mockery!
In truth, Haotian did indeed achieve this later on.
Yet he became merely an empty shell!
We shall leave this matter aside for now.
Seeing the aura all over Haotian's body unstable for a moment, Yaochi's expression was likewise rather worried.
She had the mind to win back some face for Haotian, but when all was said and done, she was also merely a little maid sitting beneath Hongjun. Even if she spoke up, it would serve no purpose at all, and instead she might end up being ruthlessly torn apart by Daochen in a flurry of insults!
"Hmph, Daochen, we are merely acting upon the Dao Ancestor's orders. Now that the Fire Great Dao Law Fragments have been handed over to your hands, how you dispose of them is your own affair. If the Dao Ancestor investigates this matter in the future, you will only have yourself to blame!"
With that, Yaochi took the incomparably pale-faced Haotian, turned around, and returned to