"Old Tian, are you saying my eyes are growing on the Torch Dragon's head?"
Lianshan Xin's puzzled tone made Tian Ji lose his composure on the spot.
"A-Xin, just because you can doesn't mean you should."
"Exactly. Torch Dragon can't steal my eyes just because He isn't human. This is outrageous."
Dao Lord Xin flew into a rage. "Today He dares steal my eyes. I can't even imagine what He'll dare steal tomorrow."
Tian Ji: "..."
As the Prospective Young Master raised by Nine Heavens, he had always considered himself thick-skinned and ruthless enough, a Nine Heavens elite with thoroughly blackened roots.
But compared with Lianshan Xin, he still felt far too upright.
"A-Xin, you really refuse to act human. But we still can't underestimate Torch Dragon. He falls short of Shakyamuni Buddha, not of us."
Tian Ji remained full of reverence for Torch Dragon. The omniscience Torch Dragon had displayed before him had thoroughly cowed him.
But Lianshan Xin corrected Tian Ji's misconception. "Torch Dragon doesn't just fall short of Shakyamuni Buddha. He falls short of our founding patriarch too. Our patriarch obviously helped strip away His Dragon Clan Bloodline."
Tian Ji said, "...You're not your patriarch, though. Can your current Dragon Subduers Immortal Art subdue Him?"
"Hard to say."
That depended on how powerful Torch Dragon was now.
If Torch Dragon was still the Dao Lord He had been at His peak, Lianshan Xin certainly couldn't subdue Him. Never mind Lianshan Xin-even Xie Tianxia couldn't.
But if Torch Dragon had never recovered from the severe injuries Mao Fulong had beaten into Him back then, everything was up in the air.
"Old Tian, do you think Torch Dragon is injured right now?"
"Definitely," Tian Ji answered without hesitation. "If He were at full strength, He wouldn't need to back