"What do you mean by this, Senior Brother?"
Haotian's brows drew tight.
"Are you saying you won't even obey our teacher's orders?"
A calm voice came from within Kunlun Mountain, without the slightest ripple of emotion.
"Don't use our teacher's name to pressure me. Kunlun has always been the Exposition Sect's domain. As its Saint, I decide who may enter and who isn't worthy!"
Yuanshi might as well have told Haotian to his face that he was one of those unworthy people.
Haotian's face went from green to white with rage.
"Fine. I'll remember what you said today, Senior Brother!"
Haotian turned to leave.
Whoosh!
Something shot out of Kunlun's barrier toward him, moving too fast for the naked eye to follow.
Haotian raised both hands and drew on his cultivation to resist, but it pushed him back hundreds of miles. He did not stop until he reached Kunlun's border.
Looking closely, Haotian discovered that the thing that had struck him was only a short piece of deadwood.
This was plainly Yuanshi's doing.
He was so furious he wanted to crush the deadwood, but Yuanshi's voice sounded beside his ear.
"It's a branch from the Ren Shui Peach tree. I'd wager that's the only reason you sought an audience with the Queen Mother of the West. Take it and leave."
Yuanshi did not know what had happened in the Heavenly Court, but Di Jun certainly would not have left Haotian a complete Heavenly Court.
Without resources, Haotian would have to gather treasures cultivators wanted if he hoped to establish the Heavenly Court.
The Queen Mother of the West had many treasures bestowed by Hong Jun, but the most tempting was undoubtedly the Ren Shui Peach.
Haotian held the peach-tree branch like a hot potato. He could neither accept it nor