"Have you missed your uncle all these years, nephew?"
Qian Fengming was notorious in Qianyuan Sacred Land for his explosive temper. As the Sacred Lord's younger brother, no one dared interfere when he beat or berated disciples. Yet after several hearty drinking sessions with "Qian Jingnian," uncle and nephew had grown very close and spoke quite casually with each other.
"With no one to share a drink with your uncle, I've been positively stifled!"
"Uncle, haven't you gone out killing?"
"Haha, would you like to?"
"The Sacred Lord won't allow me to leave Third Holy Son Peak."
"No matter. I'll take you out killing. Qian Fengshan has no say in it!"
A sharp gleam flashed in Qian Fengming's eyes as he spoke. His interest in killing rivaled his thirst for wine. Ignoring the black-robed Qian Slave, he swept out his great hand, tucked Mu Bai under his arm, and stepped out of the Three Heavens of Biluo.
"Today, I'll show you how the sacred lands slaughter each other!"
Looking at Qian Fengming's cultivation now, Mu Bai could see that while he had not reached perfection, he already had one foot across its threshold. Though no match for him, Mu Bai was confident he was no longer as insignificant as when he had first arrived at Qianyuan Sacred Land. But Qian Fengming paid no heed to any of that. He simply picked Mu Bai up and left, and Mu Bai voiced no objection.
After only a few steps under Qian Fengming's arm, the two had already left Qianyuan Sacred Land's five heavens. Looking back, Mu Bai saw Qianyuan Sacred Land's appearance for the first time. Like an enormous pointed tower, it pierced straight into the clouds, surrounded by several tiers of lofty peaks. Every peak was densely covered in endless majestic