Chu Xingchen looked kindly at Zhang Daotan before him, waving a decidedly unkind magic sword of Spiritual Power in his hand.
Although Zhang Daotan was his mission target, Chu Xingchen was not sure whether simply slaughtering the fellow would work.
Zhang Daotan looked toward Yuyang Daozi, who was battling the phantom.
Yuyang Daozi wore a grave expression, while Chu Xingchen's phantom kept letting out contemptuous sneers.
It drove Yuyang Daozi to unleash his full firepower in a frenzy.
Zhang Daotan chuckled and asked, "Heh... what am I supposed to say? The Incense-and-Fire Divine Path?"
Chu Xingchen's tone was calm. "The Incense-and-Fire Divine Path is only the surface. I'm talking about the core. Did you get your hands on something you shouldn't have?"
"Something I shouldn't have?" Zhang Daotan burst into laughter. "Then what am I supposed to have? Or are you the only ones allowed to take anything?!"
"Should all the great opportunities be handed over to people from great Immortal Sects like you? Are we only fit to eat the scraps you turn your noses up at?"
"Opportunities! Divine Abilities, too!"
Chu Xingchen looked at the somewhat hysterical Zhang Daotan.
"I personally went to see the people ravaged by your Incense-and-Fire Divine Path. Their Divine Sense was almost completely gone. You consider yourself above others and don't treat mortal lives as lives."
"And now you demand that I treat you as a person and talk fairness with you?"
Zhang Daotan's eyes widened in fury. "They agreed to it themselves! I also kept those villages fed."
"Did they agree, or did they have no choice but to agree?" Chu Xingchen's expression remained calm. "No one is completely clean. Even sages can't be free of selfish desires, and I'm no sage."
"I-I don't want to discuss all this nonsense with you.