Liang Zai's dog face was full of world-weariness, as though he had seen through this mortal world.
Then Liang Zai's entire body went flying, the throbbing pain in his rump giving him a peculiar sort of pleasure!
"You're a fucking dog. What great philosopher are you pretending to be?" Ouyang drew back his foot and snorted disdainfully.
Nobody liked being lectured by a dog, especially someone as wise as Ouyang himself.
Having drawn back his foot, Ouyang had already connected everything in his mind.
The entire Immortal Secret Realm was probably nothing more than a scam devised by a madman who had been trapped for countless years and wanted to become an Immortal.
Just to become an Immortal himself, he had even been willing to scheme for countless years, all for the day he could become a supreme existence.
What a pitiful wretch, blinded by power.
Ouyang, however, was not panicked in the slightest, because he believed in his own kid. If his kid, a Child of the Plane, could not even overcome this little difficulty, then that Child of the Plane signboard might as well be smashed.
The other person who gave Ouyang enormous confidence was that perpetually unreliable master of his!
Hu Yun!
Thinking back to what he and Second Brother had experienced on their last trip to the Mortal World, and now this visit to the Immortal Secret Realm, everything had probably already been neatly arranged by that unreliable master of theirs.
After all, that unreliable master of theirs was a man who had received two assessments from the garbage system.
Although his system really was rather garbage, both his enormous reserves of True Qi and that status panel of uncertain veracity had still allowed him to stand undefeated from the very beginning!
*If that old bastard