But Jiao Chen soon realized that his son was not at a disadvantage. Looking more closely, he could not help grinning. The Black Dragon King's cultivation had actually fallen to the same level as his son's.
Even though this was not a battle between two Tribulation Transcendence cultivators, their clash still shook the earth and mountains.
Su Jiu swept him with a cold glance, then returned her attention to the battle.
Jiao Chen smiled somewhat awkwardly, only to hear Su Jiu ask in a cool voice, "Disappointed that I'm not dead?"
"Miss Su, how could you say such a thing? You saved my daughter's life."
Su Jiu could not be bothered with him. She knew that all these years, Jiao Chen had held a grudge because she had not used the Everlasting Flower to send Jiao Yue out of the tower first. But the situation back then had not been hers to control. Had she taken Jiao Yue outside, someone of Jiao Chen's temperament would never have fought tooth and nail to protect her companions. By the time the dust settled, they might well have turned to dust themselves.
In this matter, the two of them were, at most, six of one and half a dozen of the other.
Jiao Chen might not actually want her dead now, but he certainly wanted to see her in a miserable state, waiting until the very last moment before rescuing her.
After ten years together, Su Jiu understood him well enough. On the outside, he seemed as pure as a clear breeze and a bright moon, but deep down, he was petty and held grudges. She always felt that heredity did not exist in this family. Apart from their similar looks, their personalities headed in completely opposite directions.
Jiao Shen was upright, Jiao