"Gah..."
White Duck swaggered down the sect road with the gait of someone who recognized neither kin nor kinship, deep thought in its eyes. "Sixth Junior Brother's killing intent is a bit heavy, and his words are crazed and possessed, but he is still this duck's junior brother. He should agree to such a small request."
"Gah gah."
It suddenly laughed, its steps quickening. As it passed a disciple's cave abode, it abruptly stopped and called out, "Zhang Daoyou?"
"Hmm?"
Inside the cave abode, the disciple surnamed Zhang's expression changed slightly, but he did not respond.
"Judging by the spiritual qi around us, Zhang Daoyou, is your breakthrough not going smoothly? I just came from Yang Langzi. He entered the Profound Mahayana Realm several years ago and said he would slap you to death. You had best be careful."
"No need... for White Duck Daoyou's concern." The disciple surnamed Zhang spoke in a low voice from within the cave abode, gritting his teeth.
"Gah gah~ I merely came to see whether you were still alive."
White Duck flashed a radiant smile. "If you die in this barren mountain where no one cares, then for the sake of our many years of Daoist friendship, I will naturally come collect Zhang Daoyou's corpse. Rest assured, who in the sect does not know that I, White Duck, value loyalty above all else!"
"Get lost!"
A lion's-roar-like bellow erupted from within the cave abode, shaking the surrounding rocks into rolling.
"Gah~!"
White Duck shrieked and leaped up, hastily fleeing in a low dive. As it ran, it turned back and shouted, "Zhang Daoyou, your talent and opportunities are inferior to Yang Langzi's, and the woman you fancy was snatched away too—but you cannot take it out on me, can you?"
"We cultivators value a