Bang!
The Ice Soul Frostlight exploded, and a little boy stepped out.
The little boy had a full head of white hair, three shades whiter even than Ying Jiaren's.
His long hair billowed like a cloak, rustling loudly.
Behind him, cold air swept across the sky and came howling in, forming an ice wall a thousand meters long and dozens of meters high.
[Ice Soul Child-Lian Wudi-That year, he kept both hands in his pockets and had no idea what an opponent was.]
Wang Quan's pupils contracted at the sight of the newcomer.
Beside him, Golden Light Wutian frowned even more deeply.
"Ice Soul Child Lian Wuji, you're a Golden Core big shot, possibly even a Primordial Spirit big shot. Why are you fighting us Purple Mansion Cultivators for opportunities?"
Lian Wuji smiled, his face full of childlike innocence. "Wutian, you're a Golden Core too."
"We're at the same realm. It's fair competition."
Wutian coughed. "I gave my Golden Core away. I'm only at the Purple Mansion Realm now."
With both hands in his pockets, Lian Wuji chuckled. "Weakling, stand aside. Careful, or I'll wipe you out with a glance!"
Wutian pressed his palms together, his face full of compassion. "Lian Wuji, stop being so fucking arrogant."
"The Mysterious Daoist Scriptures here correspond to the Purple Mansion Realm."
"What right does a Golden Core like you have to snatch opportunities meant for us at the Purple Mansion Realm?"
"Have you no shame, you bastard?"
Lian Wuji: ...
Wang Quan: ...
Whoosh!
Lian Wuji exhaled a breath of cold air, his killing intent chilling. "Baldy, without your Golden Core, you ought to keep a lower profile."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The bald Wutian sneered and spread his hands. A Golden Core appeared in plain sight. "Try