Ni Canghuan frowned. Rather than responding to Chen Xun, he changed the subject. "Dao Ancestor, even with my injuries, taking down the Giant Spirit Clan would be no trouble."
He seemed exceedingly keen on enslaving all living things, for only that would allow him to pursue immortality in true peace, rather than spending vast amounts of time seeking Immortal Dao Resources.
"This Dao Ancestor does not need servants."
"Oh..."
Ni Canghuan was briefly at a loss for words and merely tightened his grip on the Cloud Saber by instinct.
You do not need servants, so what exactly am I doing now... I have guarded the gate for a full ten years. That is something only servants do!
"Stay here and cultivate yourself properly." Chen Xun sneered, a trace of helplessness flashing through his eyes. "Do not entertain other thoughts."
"Yes..." Ni Canghuan lowered his gaze. The momentum that had just surged from him instantly scattered, and he looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Chen Xun looked towards the street again, his gaze growing a little deeper.
Though the Giant Spirit Clan was powerful, like the Star Ripple Feather Clan, it had yet to produce anyone in the Immortal Dao Realm. After all, Proving Dao and Becoming Immortal from nothing in merely twenty thousand years was simply too absurd. Yet it was not hard to imagine just how boundless the opportunities of the Immortal Realm were.
They had actually been here for nearly twenty years already.
That year, after descending from the clouds and crossing a mountain range stretching ten yuan-years deep, they had arrived at a vast wilderness. Peaks, great rivers, forests, and ravines were all present, and countless Innate Myriad Races Lifeforms dwelled within.
They had always traveled in a straight line. It was only that, back in