Lightning Arrow narrowed its eyes and lightly snorted through its nostrils.
It truly had not expected it to be so easy to break an Immortal Second Generation's defenses. No wonder literary duels existed in this Great Age Cultivation World—it seemed they really worked. It had learned something.
At this moment, Tai Xi Jun's gaze returned. Some of the lazy fatigue vanished from her expression as she casually glanced at the Leaving Dust Immortal Palace, growing ever more curious about Qian Wuhen's identity.
Her own daughter had been humiliated, yet she had not uttered a single warning. But when she had probed this little cultivator's background just now, she had been warned...
Qian Wuhen's state of mind, which had only just calmed, tensed up again. Why does this old female monster keep staring at me? Especially whenever her gaze swept over him, he always felt as though an entire world had imprisoned him. It was terribly uncomfortable.
"What is your name?" Tai Xi Jun smiled elegantly, completely ignoring the two little fellows fuming in helpless rage.
Especially that little human woman. In this Great Age Cultivation World, no matter how heaven-reaching one's background was, one could never earn the respect of the strong. Her abilities were simply too useless.
"Reporting to Senior... Qian Wuhen." His expression was exceptionally helpless, and he could only answer respectfully.
"Hehe." Tai Xi Jun chuckled for no apparent reason, bright and radiant. "What is so good about staying in the Leaving Dust Immortal Palace? Why not come under my command and become a Little Dao-Listening Boy?"
"Huh?!" Bai Xinghan's brow twitched as he stared at Qian Wuhen, dumbfounded.
"What?" Qian Wuhen furrowed his brows deeply, anger rising in his heart. Neither servile nor overbearing, he said, "Senior, though our cultivation is low, we are members of