The mood in the private room was not particularly good.
You Sunzhi's face was livid, Gao Jianli looked thoroughly amused, and Li Chuping remained as unruffled as an ancient well.
That aside, someone was even fanning the flames. Daoist Qiu Ming of the Blood Transformation Sect sighed with feeling.
"There is a reason the Quanzhen Sect has stood upon this continent for thousands of years. Talents emerge one after another, wave upon wave. Such a sense of responsibility, such courage-these are truly rare in our Blood Transformation Sect!"
Daoist Long Yin added, "When I return, I must spread this story, so our younger disciples can see the spirit of a Quanzhen disciple who fears no powerful authority and dares to shoulder responsibility. A pity he isn't one of our Blood Transformation disciples. Otherwise, even rewarding him with several hundred Spirit Stones outright would be perfectly reasonable..."
The two sang in harmony, their real intention simply to embarrass the Quanzhen Sect, make it sweat a little and blush a little, and stop it from constantly putting on that damned air of being the Demonic Sect's top dog when it was already rotten through inside.
There was competition between the demonic sects, too. Nowhere in this world was free of contention! Only under pressure from the Daoist Sect and Buddhist Sect could they barely manage to help one another and advance or retreat together. If those two ever vanished from this world, they would certainly bash one another's human brains into dog brains.
Of course, the Daoist Sect and Buddhist Sect were no different. Humans were simply that sort of race. They could always find reasons to attack one another. Such was the exclusivity of the Dao.
This junior cultivator certainly showed promise, but however promising he was, he was only at