Silence.
Deathly silence.
Within the earth vein space, only the rumbling struggles of the spirit vein and Gu Changqing's utterly self-assured voice echoed.
Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi stood with his mouth open, unable to utter a word.
He wanted to refute him, but when the words reached his lips, he realized he had no grounds for rebuttal.
Because everything Gu Changqing had said... was true.
Back when the Three Pure Ones cultivated together, Kunlun Mountain had indeed belonged to all Three Teachings.
Although Tongtian and Laozi had long since moved away, by rights, the Interception Sect still held a share.
Even if that "shared ownership" had long existed in name alone, and the Human and Chan Sects had long since become bitter enemies of the Interception Sect.
If he insisted on arguing the point, though, there really was no fault to find in Gu Changqing's words.
The corners of Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi's mouth twitched uncontrollably several times.
His face alternated between green and white-a truly spectacular sight.
He wanted to explode, but could find no justification.
He wanted to strike, but could not win.
He wanted to reason with him, but the other man was even better at it.
At that moment, Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi finally understood what it meant when they said, "When a scholar meets a soldier, reason gets him nowhere."
No, it should have been, "When a Sage meets a drunkard, he has nowhere to vent his fury."
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Kunlun Mountain, the cultivators straining their ears to eavesdrop were all dumbfounded as well.
After a brief silence, they burst into laughter they could no longer suppress.
"Pfft-"
"Hahahaha!"
"Fuck me... he's actually got a point!"
"The reasoning checks out, but something about it still feels wrong..."
"What does he mean, 'take a few