"What a shame, Tianxia. Why didn't you pursue Xie Guanhai just now? It felt like you had a good chance of finishing him off for good."
"Because if I hadn't come to support you, that Bodhisattva from Spirit Mountain would have beaten you to death."
Zhang A-Niu's face instantly flushed crimson. "Nonsense. Give me another quarter of an hour, and I could have slain him with my sword."
Xie Tianxia laughed outright.
Zhang A-Niu's face grew even redder. "That old bastard I was fighting was at least five hundred years old."
His implication was clear: wasn't it perfectly normal that he couldn't beat him?
Xie Tianxia kept it brief. "That old bastard Xie Guanhai is over a thousand years old."
"How is that the same? Xie Guanhai switched to cultivating the Human Emperor Dao, and you cultivate the Dragon Subjugation Way. You just happen to counter him. Before he cultivated the Human Emperor Dao, he kept you suppressed for twenty years."
"He suppressed me through his cultivation realm. Forget it. There's no point talking about this."
Xie Tianxia couldn't be bothered to make excuses for herself, either.
She believed that if the Jiang Family Brothers had an Old Ancestor like that, they wouldn't have dared to break through, either.
But this world cared nothing for reasons, only results.
"Tianxia, don't tell me you couldn't finish Xie Guanhai off?" Zhang A-Niu mulled it over and suddenly sensed something was wrong. "Was that old bastard of your family really a Dao Lord back then?"
"Ninety percent certain. Those people who founded the nation back then were probably stronger than any of us imagined. Founding his nation was probably harder for Xia Yu than we imagined, too. He probably defeated more than two Dao Lords before claiming the Human Emperor's throne and becoming