"Still no destined bond? Still being picky?"
At the young Daoist's answer, the voice abruptly rose several pitches.
Only after a brief silence did it resume its loud cursing:
"Your North Pole Garden already has few members, scarcely any different from the Grand Talisman Palace. You neither establish subsidiary residences nor found new Dao lineages, yet you still pick and choose like this? If a great calamity arrives and all your lifespans run out, won't you be left with the old crop gone and the new crop not yet grown?!
"Besides, if you didn't fancy him, then so be it. Why didn't you tell me sooner? You've made this poor Daoist waste days here with you!
"Liang Wenxian, you truly are a wretch! Just like back then, your belly is still full of foul schemes. The mere sight of you makes my blood boil!"
Amid these curses, a black-robed man holding the Rivers and Mountains Great Seal appeared from the Dark Nether Chaos.
The instant he saw the young Daoist, his brows twitched savagely, as though he wanted to smash the Rivers and Mountains Great Seal down on the Daoist's head.
One strike of the seal would burst it into ten thousand peach blossoms!
"Back at the Origin Elixir Grand Assembly, you lost to me and agreed to my terms: you would find me, Liang Wenxian, a worthy disciple, one who could inherit my Dao lineage in the future. Only then would you regain your freedom.
"That was precisely why I spared your life."
Liang Wenxian smiled faintly, glanced at him, and said mildly:
"Junior Brother Du, surely you haven't forgotten?"
The black-robed man's expression stiffened. He quietly drew back the Rivers and Mountains Great Seal in his hands, secretly gritting his teeth.
His name was Du Ao, and he