Lu Changlin truly loathed him to the extreme. With no spare sect robe, he could only frown and endure the wine stains and reek of alcohol Qian Fengming had sprayed over his robe.
"The Mysterious Female Gate even named a woman from the Eastern Ridge its Holy Maiden. The Kunling Sect is a branch of our sacred land. What is wrong with us choosing a Heavenly Pride and naming him our Holy Son?"
"Then what do you mean by invading our sacred land and its many branch sects?"
"It is just like how I want to beat you up because I cannot stand the sight of you. What do you think I mean?"
Qian Fengming put away his wine flask and straightened as he stood, raising his eyes to look provocatively at Lu Changlin.
"If you in Cloud Soul have the ability, you are welcome to fight your way into our Qianyuan Sacred Land! If you have the ability, go ahead and attack me now..."
"Qian Fengming, do not think I fear you!"
Lu Changlin flew into an uncontrollable rage. With a sweep of his two broad sleeves, he unleashed an Azure Soul Longevity Lock from each. They coiled and swam like two great azure pythons, emanating powerful soul power and vitality. Qian Fengming showed no weakness either. With a clang, he drew the Yinglong Longsword. All around its blade was a void, torn open by its keen edge.
"Enough! Have you two not had enough? A hundred years ago, you fought over Huiyue in my Mysterious Female Temple, and now you are stirring up trouble again. Have you no shame, disgracing yourselves before the younger generation?"
Hearing Huihai say this, Mu Bai finally understood why Qian Fengming had kept trying to get the better of Lu Changlin. It was