"What, Senior Brother Ruan? Has your Five Viscera Peak ever taken in any fine disciples?"
Ma Shengxu spoke with a cold sneer.
The yellow-robed cultivator froze at his words, then his expression darkened slightly.
"Junior Brother Ma, what do you mean by that? I was talking about Yao Wudi's disciple. How have I offended you?"
Ma Shengxu faltered slightly, then scoffed.
"What does this have to do with whose disciple he is? Even if I dislike Yao Wudi, I wouldn't mock a junior the way you do... if you're so capable, why don't you say that to Yao Wudi's face?"
The yellow-robed cultivator flew into a rage. "Ma Shengxu, what is that supposed to mean?"
"Can't you tell what I mean, Ruan Wei?"
Ma Shengxu met him head-on.
"All right, Senior Brother Ruan, say a little less."
"You too, Old Ma!"
Seeing that the two were genuinely angry, Cui Daqi hurried between them to separate them.
"Get out of the way! Who doesn't know you and Yao Wudi are jackals from the same hill!"
The yellow-robed cultivator swept him aside with a flick of his sleeve.
Cui Daqi's face darkened as well.
Hu Zaixi finally could not stand watching any longer. He hurriedly flew between the three, laughing it off. "Come now, we're all fellow disciples. Why so much resentment...?"
"Hmph! Sharing a sect with the likes of you is a disgrace!"
The yellow-robed cultivator swept his gaze over Ma Shengxu and Cui Daqi, then flicked his sleeve and left.
"Pah! Old bastard with no dignity!"
Ma Shengxu spat a mouthful of thick phlegm toward his retreating figure.
Of course, a Nascent Soul Cultivator's body was already free of impurities, so this was merely a gesture.
Hu Zaixi looked helpless.
He had never expected that, even with Yao Wudi away