"Within the Daoist Profound Alliance, our Great Void Sect ranks below tenth but above fifteenth in strength!"
The white-haired old man kneeling on the ground wore a savage expression, red light flickering in his eyes. "But throughout the entire Daoist Profound Alliance, including the Icebound Immortal Sect, no one dares touch so much as a hair on our Great Void Sect!"
"Why is that?"
"Isn't it because you, Grand Ancestor, are the strongest under heaven, without an equal?"
"I am your eldest disciple!" Wuwei's voice rose higher and higher, as though he meant to quarrel with the Grand Ancestor of the Great Void. "I've followed you the longest and heard more of your teachings than anyone!"
"My junior brothers and sisters don't know how terrifying you are, but I do!"
"You often say your disciple is greedy by nature!" Wuwei raised his head, then stood up on his own. "But Master, tell me, who in this world isn't greedy?"
"The way of heaven takes from those with excess to replenish those who lack!"
"The way of man takes from those who lack to serve those with excess!"
"We cultivators have always fought heaven for our lives, surviving nine deaths for a single chance at life. Without greedy hearts, if everyone cared nothing for fame and fortune, how could there be so many Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators in this world?"
"All these years, your disciple has served you with the utmost care. Even now, will you still not pass down the [Great Void Grand Mystic Scripture]?"
"If you think your disciple is slow-witted, you can pass it to your second disciple, your third, your fourth..."
"Now you've brought in this thing, a mere ant at the Qi Refining Stage. Do you really expect him to keep the entire Great