In Jiang Yi's presence, True Monarch Lu had always appeared as serene as a chrysanthemum, seemingly without a temper.
But when facing True Monarch Xinghuo Fuming of the Hunlun Sect, she showed no mercy and gave no quarter.
"How absurd! Of all the Daoists of the Eight Sects, only the Innate Sect's is still at Qi Cultivation, yet you guard him like a precious treasure."
Not to be outdone, True Monarch Xinghuo Fuming retorted with a sneer:
"With a True Monarch as his guardian, won't every Opportunity within Jukuzhou be his for the taking? That seems rather unfair to the True Inheritance disciples of the other Ancestral Sects."
True Monarch Lu's phoenix eyes narrowed. As the Daoist's mentor, she would not tolerate such slander:
"And your sect's Lin Ru? Did he not have a True Monarch accompanying him as he traveled the four continents?
