"Dear Lord, are you still concerned with me? Indeed! Ninghai Zen has long viewed me as his lifelong rival!"
It's not in vain that I've secluded myself... training bitterly for ten years!"
Upon hearing this, Chunyu Cultivator was overjoyed, and couldn't help but want to howl at the sky to express his exhilarated emotions.
He tried his best to suppress the upward curl of his lips, and slowly nodded his head saying:
"June 8th, at Chaotian Sect? It's settled then!"
Looking at the unexpectedly spirited Chunyu Cultivator, Ninghai Zen furrowed his brows slightly.
Could it be that I was too heavy-handed back then and broke this idiot's head?
What's the excitement about fighting? Enjoy being beaten? Like getting smacked in the face?
"Ninghai Zen, this time I come with the Sword Sect's divine weapon, the Nanming Li Fire; your prideful Dragon Elephant Physique cannot withstand it!
If you underestimate the Sword Sect's ultimate skill again, you'll surely pay a heavy price!"
