This is why the True Lord told everyone to stop. Presumably, the beast tide would recede naturally and it would no longer be worthwhile to drive it away, so as to avoid being lured by high-level ferocious beasts and fighting to the death.
As the black wave outside the dojo receded in disarray, Xu Long frowned.
During the previous battle with the Duck Beast King, it also retreated on its own...
In fact, the ferocious beast clan gained no benefit whatsoever from instigating this beast tide battle, but the Duck Beast King doesn't seem to be the most important figure.
Whether it was launching a beast tide attack or watching himself and the beast tide suffer heavy casualties, the Duck Beast King seemed indifferent to it.
What exactly is its purpose? Is it truly impossible for the ferocious beast clan to break through the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary under the True Lord's intimidation?
For some reason, even as he watched the beast tide retreat in disarray, Xu Long still couldn't feel the relief he should have felt.
He kept recalling the Duck Beast King's previous actions since arriving at the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
It left almost no room for maneuver, and all its methods were aimed at killing Zhenjun and all the cultivators in the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
But after their defeat, they escaped unscathed. Judging from the joy on the face of the leading cultivator, they must have won the battle against the Duck Beast King.
This is a rare sight even at the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary. Was the Duck Beast King truly intimidated by the True Lord?
Various thoughts flashed through Xu Long's mind, but he could not grasp that glimmer of inspiration, and after racking his brains, he still had no clue.
It just felt like the attack and retreat of the Duck Beast King was too coincidental, as if it had been deliberately arranged.
Since he had no clue what to do, Xu Long put his thoughts aside for the time being and followed the other cultivators into the dojo without lingering.
Guided by Zhu Peizi, the cultivators arrived together at the main branch of the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
The main branch of the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary is a magnificent mountain range, with one of its peaks soaring into the sky as the main feature.
The surrounding mountains rise and fall, lying prostrate on the earth as if in a protective embrace.
The moment the cultivators entered the main vein, they keenly sensed that the abundance of spiritual energy here had increased.
Xu Long's slight probing revealed that there was a large spiritual vein beneath the mountain, which made the main vein exceptionally rich in spiritual energy.
After entering the main mountain range, this continuous green coat covers the land, flowing with emerald green between the valleys.
Tassels and banners fluttered in the wind, while Luan Crane and cranes sang in unison.
The main branch no longer had the bustling atmosphere of the surrounding temple, but instead gained a more ethereal, otherworldly feel.
After the cultivators ventured deeper into the mountains, they discovered that something enormous seemed to be hidden in the clouds above them.
Faint rays of precious light shone within, but when one focused their True Spirit to probe it, they found nothing within.
Beneath that radiant light stood a magnificent hall, where the cultivators stopped to rest.
At this moment, the rays of light became even clearer, appearing particularly wondrous among the crowd.
The main hall, bathed in precious light, exuded an even more mysterious and majestic aura.
Xu Long stood in the crowd, his face showing surprise, a faint golden light shining in his eyes.
When he discovered that this grand hall was located on a mountain, it seemed somewhat abrupt, but upon closer inspection, he couldn't figure out why.
But upon those strands of precious light, I sensed a familiar aura.
As everyone stopped, Zhu Peizi and He Huaibao had already reached the front of the crowd.
"Disciple pays respects to the True Lord!"
Zhu Peizi stepped forward alone, first greeting and bowing outside the main hall.
We pay our respects to the True Lord!
Then all the cultivators straightened themselves and followed Zhu Peizi to pay their respects to the main hall once again.
After everyone paid their respects, the True Lord's powerful voice echoed from within the main hall:
"Greetings, gentlemen, please come in!"
After Zhenjun finished speaking, Zhu Peizi and He Huaibao led the cultivators slowly into the main hall.
The enormous gate gradually magnified in their eyes, and layer upon layer of treasure pavilions appeared above their heads.
Only after entering the main hall did Xu Long realize how insignificant the cultivators were beneath its grandeur.
Above the heads of all the cultivators, it seemed to be a divine artifact supporting the heavens, separating the Pinglu Main Vein from the world.
The dazzling light, like a golden wheel, pierced through the clouds and shone down, leaving the cultivators speechless.
However, Xu Long observed their expressions and noticed that some of the leaders did indeed have happy looks on their faces, indicating that there might be benefits to be gained from meeting the True Lord.
The tall gate loomed large in front of him in an instant, and for some reason, Xu Long felt as if he had seen this gate somewhere before.
At this moment, the cultivators had already stepped into the gatehouse, and Xu Long had no choice but to follow the crowd in.
As soon as you step through the gate, an ancient aura washes over you, clearly indicating that the inside and outside of the gate are two completely different worlds.
The cultivators could all sense something was amiss, but under the True Lord's intimidation, they remained silent and simply followed Zhu Peizi and the other person forward.
Xu Long was startled upon entering the gatehouse; the ancient aura was familiar to him.
Based on his previous experience, he knew that this aura was a remnant from the ancient times.
This proves that the world behind this gate dates back to ancient times, an era so far removed from the present.
How could such an item be found Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary?
Before the doubts in my mind had dissipated, beams of light appeared again inside the gatehouse.
The cultivators had been casting spells outside when they entered, so the hall didn't feel dark inside.
But upon entering the main hall, they found it illuminated by rows of bright lamps.
All the cultivators focused their attention on the location of the bright lamp, and Xu Long's pupils contracted slightly.
It was a huge eternal lamp, and what supported the eternal lamp was a huge figure!
The figure was exceptionally tall, but its entire body was shrouded in shadow.
Its features were extremely blurry, and no trace of human appearance could be seen at all.
It stands tall inside the main hall, its thick arms supporting a huge eternal lamp, but its entire body is shrouded in shadow.
The cultivators entered but still couldn't find it; it seemed to have completely Fusion with the hall, indistinguishable from it.
This tall figure looked exceptionally imposing, and when he stood in the main hall, he seemed to be supporting the sky by holding up the eternal lamp.
The ever-burning lamp in his hand had been burning for who knows how long; both of them exuded an ancient, even somewhat decaying, aura.
Xu Long was extremely familiar with this aura; it was the aura of the Primordial Era, an aura unique to that time.
However, after countless years, it has become somewhat decayed.
The tall, blurry figure filled Xu Long with emotion; it was the same blurry shadow giant he had seen outside the Thousand-Jun Tower before.
It must have once been an ancient deity, and after enduring countless tribulations, it was enshrined in the Thousand-Jun Tower.
Countless years have passed, and their era has vanished, along with these creatures of the old era, buried in the dust.
Even if there were eternal lamps burning for thousands of years, they would not illuminate their blurred faces.
Perhaps in those endless years, they have forgotten their past, leaving only their instinctive fighting spirit in the world.
The figure holding up the eternal lamp was none other than the Shadow Giant who had fought alongside the True Lord before!
It was originally a deity from the ancient times, summoned from within the Thousand-Jun Tower, and then fought against the Duck Beast King in the heavens.
If a perpetual lamp is held aloft inside the main hall at this moment, wouldn't that make the main hall...?
Xu Long suddenly recalled the rays of precious light he had seen on the Pinglu Main Vein, the huge gate he had seen outside the main hall, and the long and ancient aura he had witnessed.
A flood of memories flashed through Xu Long's mind, and his eyes lit up slightly. Wasn't that the exterior of the Thousand-Jun Tower?
During the great battle in the heavens, Zhenjun once used the Thousand-Jun Tower to suppress the Duck Beast King. Xu Long, who was below, had naturally carefully sensed this treasure.
The rays of light emanating from those mountains—aren't they the very radiance of the jewel atop the pagoda?
Inside that Thousand-Jun Tower, there is a shadow giant—isn't that the very figure that held up the eternal lamp?
Now that I think about it, this grand hall atop the mountain is simply the Thousand-Jun Tower magnified a thousand times, standing atop the Pinglu Main Vein.
Once the cultivators entered the main hall, it was as if they had stepped into the Thousand-Jun Tower!
As the ancient aura grew stronger, Xu Long wondered to himself: What kind of treasure is this Thousand-Jun Tower that it has survived for so many years?
The first tower houses the Shadow Giant, but what are the other towers dedicated to?
With various thoughts in mind, Xu Long followed the other cultivators inside, while Zhu Peizi and He Huaibao, who were present, slowly stopped in their tracks.
At this moment, the True Lord's powerful voice resounded once again throughout the hall:
"This time, the Duck Beast King has brought a horde of beasts to attack. All the cultivators of my Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary have gone out to fight. I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you fellow Daoists!"
"Although the Duck Beast King is cunning and resourceful, it has gained no advantage whatsoever at the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary today. Today's battle is truly a great victory!"
"Since we are on the verge of a great victory, I dare not forget your contributions. This invitation to the main branch is to express my gratitude to you all!"
"Brilliant! We are ashamed, for we are only worthy of the True Lord's life!"
After the True Lord finished speaking, all the cultivators in the hall were overjoyed, then cheered and bowed deeply to the hall.
Only then did Xu Long realize that the True Lord's order for all cultivators to enter the main hall was not because he had something to entrust to them, but because he wanted to reward them for their contributions after the great battle!
No wonder the leading cultivator had a joyful expression; he must have experienced some great battles and received the rewards from Perfected Lord Pinglu, so he was delighted when he was under the sky.
After the True Lord finished speaking, all the cultivators understood that it was time to reward those who had contributed.
The death threat they had just faced under the Duck Beast King had long been forgotten, and everyone secretly exclaimed in their hearts, "The True Lord is so generous!"
Xu Long was also somewhat surprised in the crowd. Logically speaking, in this Boundless Wilderness, strength is the most respected, and it is common for those at the Golden Immortal Realm level to command lower-level cultivators.
Once you're controlled by the emperor, you'll have no freedom whatsoever; you're lucky if you even survive.
Unexpectedly, the True Lord first appeased the cultivators with words of equality, and then rewarded them with gifts.
Thus, no one inside or outside the village spoke of the True Lord's powerful actions in leading the cultivators to fight the Duck Beast King.
Xu Long, anticipating this, sighed: Compared to other cultivators in the Boundless Wilderness, the True Monarch indeed possessed a rare human touch.
Everyone was secretly pleased, and no one mentioned the cultivators who had died in the battle. It seemed that the reward for meritorious service was also for the surviving cultivators.
Ultimately, in this Boundless Wilderness, one's own strength is paramount.
If Xu Long hadn't Internal Force the Beast King within the cultivator formation, how could he have entered the main branch of the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary?
Thinking about all these things, and seeing the joy on everyone's faces in the hall, even he himself was somewhat looking forward to the True Lord's reward.
A complex emotion flashed through Xu Long's mind, but the other cultivators showed no sign of it.
Perhaps for them, the idea that strength is paramount is already deeply ingrained.
This Boundless Wilderness is a giant whirlpool. Many people plunge into it and find their own opportunities, but many more who enter are carelessly swallowed by the water.
The path to immortality is long and arduous, and the Sea of Suffering and Calamity is fraught with danger. To survive amidst such perilous circumstances is already the best possible outcome.
The Golden Immortal Immortal's reward was an unexpected delight; how could they not be happy in this vortex where they had no control over their own destiny?
In the many small worlds that Xu Long experienced, many cultivators regarded the path to immortality as their ultimate goal.
However, within this vast and boundless Earth Realm, the path to immortality is the starting point for most cultivators.
Once you step onto this path of immortality, you are trapped in a vortex, and no matter how hard you struggle, you can never escape.
Human affairs are like a game of chess, where one hesitates and wavers when making a move.
The deeper you venture into the whirlpool, the more powerless you feel when facing danger.
After several major battles, how many cultivators could still maintain their original aspirations?
Will the Earth Immortal and Heavenly Immortal resist the True Lord's forceful actions?
Did Zhu Peizi and He Huaibao back down before the beast tide?
Even a True Monarch at the Golden Immortal Realm level could only sigh inwardly when he saw the Duck Beast King flee, letting this grudge of thousands of years leave.
It's already a stroke of luck to survive in such a perilous situation; if you can gain some benefits, that's a stroke of good fortune.
If you disagree, you can ask the cultivators who died under the Duck Beast King if they had any choice.
For some reason, Xu Long's thoughts suddenly became somewhat scattered. This path to immortality was not a smooth road; rather, it was more like a giant whirlpool.
Countless cultivators plunged into it, only to struggle endlessly within it. The only thing they could rely on was their strength. Only by striving to escape this vortex could they truly take control of their own destiny.
Xu Long narrowed his eyes slightly, dispelling the jumbled thoughts in his mind.
Upon entering the hall, Xu Long discovered that the interior layout of the Thousand-Jun Tower was truly magnificent.
Only the bottom floor of the seven-story tower was open at this time, where one could see the shadowy giant holding up the eternal lamp.
Looking up from below, one sees one ring of pavilions encircling the tower.
Above that dome was a large expanse of glazed tiles, with a radiant light frequently emanating from its center.
The precious light that had been seen outside the main hall before now appeared on the dome, and the moment it flickered was the moment the precious pearl rose and fell.
The cultivators could feel the immense power of the tower even on the first floor, but when they looked up at the floors above, they found an invisible resistance.
The pavilion blocked the inquiring gazes of the crowd. Those below felt their eyes could not penetrate the pagoda, further amplifying the mystique of the hall.
After blocking the gazes of the cultivators, the precious light above the dome reappeared.
The colorful stream of light, like feathers, slowly drifted down through the air, bringing a sense of peace to the cultivators. They thought to themselves: What an aura of a celestial treasure!
Xu Long was now certain that this pagoda was definitely a relic from the ancient era, and the aura it exuded alone was extraordinary.
Xu Long had only experienced it on the weapons of the Heaven Patroler and Feng Fuxi.
Although this pagoda is far inferior to the other two, it is still considered to be of divine weapon quality.
It's just that this weapon from the ancient times, after countless years, somehow ended up in the hands of the True Lord.
The ancient jewel still floats uncertainly atop the tower, while the shadowy giant inside still holds up the eternal lamp.
Who would have thought that they were all creatures buried here countless years ago?
Xu Long's eyes also shone with golden light, and he then surveyed the main hall. He never expected that the True Lord's dwelling place was actually the pagoda in disguise.
At this moment, he also discovered that since entering the main hall, the cultivators had only heard the True Lord's voice, but had not seen the True Lord himself.
That powerful voice just now was undoubtedly the voice of the True Lord, but why didn't we see the True Lord appear?
With this question in mind, Xu Long's gaze searched the upper floor of the pavilion, but the force of obstruction from before reappeared.
As the rays of light began to solidify, Xu Long felt as if his gaze was being suppressed by a heavy mountain.
As it was being shot out, it was suppressed inch by inch. Sensing something was wrong, Xu Long immediately withdrew his probing gaze from the True Monarch.
However, the solidified precious light did not stop, and continued to fall from above with heavy force.
Just as they were concentrating, the True Lord's voice rang out again in the air.
When he spoke this time, Xu Long found that he could hear the voice much more clearly.
Presumably, the True Lord himself is in the seven-story tower, currently observing the cultivators below.
"The cultivators of Immortal Rosy Cloud Ridge have distinguished themselves in defending against the enemy!"
"The leading cultivators have rendered meritorious service in assisting in the defense of the formation!"
"All the Earth Immortal and Heavenly Immortal who fought alongside me against the Duck Beast King have rendered meritorious service!"
As the True Lord's voice resounded throughout the hall once more, the joy on the faces of the cultivators could no longer be concealed.
The True Lord has just commended the merits of all the cultivators, and each time he speaks, a corresponding reward is given.
The Golden Immortal True Lord's methods were unfathomable; one could only watch as the precious light above his head shone down, with streaks of shimmering light flashing among the crowd.
Xu Long then noticed that the cultivators beside him were all smiles, clearly because they had received a reward from the True Lord within that precious light.
Zhu Peizi stood at the head of the cultivators, but his name was not recorded when the True Lord announced the recognition of merits.
However, Xu Long knew that this person had previously fought the Duck Beast King and was the first to go out and break through the beast tide, which was already a model for all cultivators.
At this time, Zhenjun did not mention his achievements, which suggests that he had a great relationship with Zhenjun and that they were already indistinguishable within the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
Zhu Peizi had a relationship with the True Lord, so it was normal that her achievements were not recognized.
However, Xu Long discovered that he had no relation to the True Lord and had not received any reward from him.
That shouldn't be the case. Xu Long and the other cultivators all went to assist the True Lord; they should at least get a group reward...
Seeing that the cultivators around him were all beaming with joy after being bathed in the precious light, they were clearly rewarded by the True Lord.
Xu Long had already gone back and forth in Baoguang three times, but hadn't gotten anything, which surprised Lao Yinbi slightly.
Has the True Lord forgotten me?
That doesn't make sense!
Judging from the delighted expressions of the surrounding cultivators, it seems the True Lord didn't intentionally overlook one of them.
Seeing the joyful expressions on the faces of the cultivators under the precious light, Xu Long, standing among the crowd, felt a rare sense of unease.
After all the cultivators had received their rewards, the strands of precious light that had fallen were gathered back one by one.
Inside the main hall, the cultivators once again composed themselves.
Zhu Peizi was in the first position, He Huaibao was in the second position. After they stood in front of each other, they were about to bow to the inside of the hall.
But before they could even stand still, another voice from the True Lord echoed from within the hall:
"All of you cultivators stepped forward in this time of crisis, demonstrating your exceptional talents. Your contributions are so great that there is no need for thanks."
"Now, a cultivator has assisted me in fighting the Beast King, and his achievements are truly remarkable. I hereby commend him again."
"I apologize for my poor eyesight; I am unaware of your name. Please come forward so that everyone may know!"
As soon as the True Lord finished speaking, the wisps of precious light that were about to dissipate in the hall suddenly condensed back.
Like a giant beam of light, it shone directly on Xu Long's head.
Upon hearing the phrase "fight the Beast King," all the cultivators in the hall were stunned.
Then, each of the cultivators had their own thoughts, and the vast hall fell silent for a moment.
Zhu Peizi, who was at the head of the group, looked on in surprise as he saw a beam of light in the crowd, within which stood a straight figure.
Although Master is not particular about trivial matters, he has always had a high standard on the path of immortality.
In this Boundless Wilderness, there are no more than five people who can earn his personal praise.
At this moment, someone is assisting their master in fighting the Beast King from beyond the heavens; that person must possess extraordinary abilities!
Zhu Peizi stared intently at the crowd, while He Huaibao beneath him was also observing the crowd.
At this moment, his mature expression was somewhat tense, his thin red lips were slightly pursed, and a hint of disgust appeared in his bright eyes.
Only then did He Huaibao realize who the figure inside the beam of light was—the person who had looked at him before outside the Metal Moat and Boiling Rampart Formation.
He thought that by contributing his efforts in the face of the beast tide, he had already earned the True Lord's favor.
But unexpectedly, the True Lord praised an Wuming person!
Besides Zhu Peizi, he was the only Mystic Immortal Perfected Being in the arena. The appearance of the cultivator within the beam of light made He Huaibao feel somewhat uneasy.
The disgust in his eyes was suppressed in an instant, He Huaibao simply closed his eyes slightly to rest, no longer paying attention to the surprised looks of the crowd.
After the True Lord finished speaking, the faces of the cultivators were filled with admiration.
Recalling their recent battle, they naturally knew who had been assisting the True Lord in his fight against the Beast King from beyond the heavens.
Although everyone contributed to the Banners Forming a Forest Formation, the cultivators still had a pretty good idea of who truly turned the tide.
When the True Lord spoke openly to the crowd, it immediately caused a stir among the cultivators in the hall.
The crowd, which had been facing the hall, turned around and focused their attention on the beam of light converging in the center of the crowd.
The Earth Immortal cultivators around the beam of light wore expressions of pride and honor.
Now that the cultivators present had met the True Lord, they were already sharing wealth and honor. But when they fought the Duck Beast King in the outer heavens, they had shared life and death!
Upon hearing the True Lord's boastful words, all the cultivators felt a sense of pride and bowed slightly to the figure in the crowd.
Then, the cultivators inside the hall automatically parted to make way for a straight passage.
The solidified precious light moved slowly through the crowd, and one figure emerged from the crowd along with it.
With the surrounding cultivators providing support, he truly exuded an aura of being the center of attention in the main hall.
" Jade Screen Sect School, Yunmo! Greetings, True Lord!"
Bathed in a solid, precious light, Xu Long slowly walked through the crowd to Zhu Peizi's side.
Although he didn't know where the True Lord was inside the hall, he still gave a slight bow towards the sky above the pavilion.
When they looked up, there were three solitary figures standing before the assembled cultivators.
When Zhu Peizi saw the newcomer stop, his surprise deepened. He had indeed never seen this cultivator before at the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
However, the fact that he received praise from his master suggests that his strength is indeed not to be underestimated.
Zhu Peizi, who had anticipated this, nodded slightly to Xu Long, while the blue-clad He Huaibao beside him still kept his eyes closed.
" Jade Screen Sect School, cultivator Yunmo! When I was battling the Duck Beast King, it was thanks to you, young friend, that I managed to hold back a portion of its power, Banners Forming a Forest Formation from being destroyed. Your contribution is truly outstanding!"
"I am only following the True Lord's orders! Yunmo dares not take credit for myself. With the True Lord fighting the Beast King first, and all the cultivators working together with one heart, my humble contribution is truly just a stroke of luck!"
When Zhenjun heard about the Jade Screen Sect School, he was slightly taken aback, as if recalling when such an outstanding person had emerged from the forces within the Daning Commandery Kingdom.
But he quickly realized what was happening and, in his words, once again boasted about his achievements to Xu Long.
Xu Long, standing in front of the crowd, naturally expressed some humility before bowing again to the True Lord and the other cultivators.
All the cultivators present nodded in agreement, and the True Lord inside the hall spoke again:
"Cultivator Yunmo, there's no need to belittle yourself. I naturally remember your contributions. I was there to restrain the Duck Beast King's main body outside the heavens, but who within the formation dared to fight the Duck Beast King's head?"
"Only you, Yunmo Cultivator, are worthy of this title!"
Upon hearing this, all the cultivators present were immediately invigorated.
Perfected Lord Pinglu rarely utters words of praise in the Boundless Wilderness. Although he is talking about Yunmo now, he is also praising the cultivators who maintain the formation.
The True Lord praised them for "fighting the Beast King," which was not an exaggeration and greatly exaggerated Xu Long's and his companions' achievements.
Xu Long immediately became the center of attention, and all the cultivators, including Zhu Peizi, looked at him with admiration.
Thinking to himself: Although I don't know who Yunmo of the Jade Screen Sect School is, this time a Golden Immortal True Monarch has praised him, so Yunmo will soon become famous in the Boundless Wilderness.
When the time comes, mentioning Yunmo of the Jade Screen Sect School again will no longer refer to the Wuming Yunmo, but rather to the "Battle-hardened Beast King " Yunmo!
Many heroes have emerged from this Boundless Wilderness, and today these cultivators will witness the birth of one of them.
Having anticipated this, the cultivators' gazes towards Yunmo became considerably more interesting.
Only the He Huaibao, Bao, remained silent throughout, his face closed, as if he had not paid any attention to the people in the hall.
After the True Lord finished speaking, something gradually emerged from the solidified precious light.
Xu Long naturally sensed it, and with a flick of his sleeve within the precious light, he gathered it inside.
No matter how others investigated, they remained unaware of Xu Long's actions within the treasure light.
This also eliminated the competitive spirit among the cultivators.
The True Lord is truly thoughtful and meticulous; when distributing rewards, he is thorough and considerate, leaving no room for criticism regarding the details.
At this moment, the precious light above Xu Long gradually dissipated, and three cultivators stood at the head of the crowd.
Zhu Peizi led all the cultivators towards the depths of the hall, and they all bowed in unison, saying:
"Thank you, True Lord!"
"Disperse!"
After everyone stood up, there was a moment of silence in the hall, and then the True Lord's voice rang out again.
Having already received their rewards, the cultivators had no intention of lingering in the hall. After the True Lord spoke, they slowly withdrew from the hall.
As the numerous cultivators gradually withdrew, the once bustling hall instantly fell silent once more.
The only light in the vast hall was the flickering flame of the eternal lamps, completely concealing the towering figure of the Shadow Giant in shadow.
Even with the flickering lights nearby, its blurry face remained indistinct.
Seeing that everyone had left the main hall, Zhu Peizi escorted the cultivators to the outside of the main branch on behalf of the True Lord. The cultivators then dispersed on their own outside the main branch.
At this moment, He Huaibao seemed to have just woken up. He bowed to Zhu Peizi and then disappeared from the dojo.
Throughout the entire process, he completely disregarded Xu Long. Seeing his arrogance, Xu Long figured he must be a Mystic Immortal cultivator with extremely high aspirations.
"Um... that was Fellow He Huaibao from Immortal Rosy Cloud Ridge just now. Fellow Daoist Yunmo, please don't misunderstand, he's just not good with words..."
"Fellow Yunmo, you remain silent until you speak, and when you do, you astound everyone! I truly admire your prowess in fighting the Beast King!"
Zhu Peizi was also at a loss when she saw He Huaibao's actions.
Although this person has a mature appearance, he is actually a person with extremely high aspirations.
His companion beast perished in the Vast Sea, so he will surely lose out in this great battle.
Although the True Lord bestowed some rewards, he was naturally somewhat dissatisfied compared to Xu Long, who was about to become famous in the Boundless Wilderness.
Furthermore, relying on his Immortal Realm realm, he completely disregarded low-level cultivators like Xu Long.
Therefore, his attitude was extremely rude; he completely ignored Xu Long from beginning to end.
"It's alright! I was merely there by chance to lend a hand. The power outside the heavens rests solely on the True Monarch's strength, while within the formation, it's solely on the strength of all cultivators. The True Monarch's praise this time is indeed an honor for Yunmo..."
"Furthermore, in terms of fighting the Beast King, Fellow Daoist Zhu is truly the number one in the Daoist Temple. What merit or ability does Yunmo have to be praised by the True Monarch? I am truly ashamed!"
Zhu Peizi's words were much more amicable. Although He Huaibao had been rude first, he did not speak ill of He Huaibao behind his back.
Xu Long didn't take the earlier incident to heart. Since the other party didn't like him, he didn't need to rush to get close to that Mystic Immortal cultivator.
Perhaps because Zhu Peizi had received personal instruction from the True Lord, she was quite polite when dealing with lower-level cultivators, and her conversation with Xu Long was full of words of admiration.
Seeing the other party's sincere attitude, Xu Long also said a few good words about him, and the two exchanged pleasantries outside of their main business.