Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

"Who gave you permission to make a move in the Dao Seeking Sect?" Duan Qitian said coldly. "Fu Yao, you're becoming more and more unruly."

Ning Xiang, with an icy expression, slowly stood to one side behind him.

Fu Yao smiled and said, "Old Duan, don't be so serious. I haven't seen Lady Qingluo for many years. It was just a joke."

After speaking, she instantly released her grip, a hint of ruthlessness still lingering in her eyes.

Qinglu coughed violently twice, quickly put on her veil, her eyes filled with resentment: "Yu Fuyao, it seems that the people around you don't know that you are from the Demon Realm. That's right, a bastard from the Demon Realm, now a high-ranking elder in the Fenghua Sect, one of the five major sects of the Spirit Realm. Tell me, isn't that ridiculous? If it were said out loud, who would acknowledge your identity?"

Ning Xiang, who was standing next to her, frowned.

Fu Yao curled her lips slightly: "Qing Luo, it's pathetic that we've lived to this age and still cherish the opinions of others. I don't care what others think of me; I only walk my own path. If anyone thinks that I, Fu Yao, am unworthy of this position as an elder, then they can tear me down with their own hands."

"Unfortunately," she smiled with a frown and shook her head, "no one has been able to do it yet. Do you want to give it a try?"

"you!"

"Even if she's from the Demon Realm," Ning Xiang suddenly spoke coldly, arms crossed, "she's still a direct descendant of the five major sect leaders of my Spirit Realm. You keep mentioning her Demon Realm bloodline; do you think your Demon Realm's bloodline is beneath you?"

Qingluo's eyes widened, and she was momentarily speechless: "When did I...?"

"Indeed," Ning Xiang sneered, "After all, what I've heard most often is that heroes are judged by their strength, but I've never heard of any sect that determines rank based on bloodline. Fu Yao was born with divine strength and has a top-grade lightning spiritual root. She reached the Tai Xu realm in just two hundred years in the Spirit Realm. Why is she only a cleaning slave in your Demon Realm? Oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, but those grown north of the Huai River are bitter oranges. It seems that your Jade Nether Palace is full of fish-like deception and blind to the beauty of gold. No wonder the Demon Realm is still at the bottom of the Three Realms even with the Demon Lord. You can't use your chances. It's truly pathetic."

Fu Yao was surprised that Ning Xiang would speak up for her. She raised an eyebrow slightly in surprise.

Qingluo blushed with embarrassment after being reprimanded, and after a long while she finally uttered a vicious threat: "Yu Fuyao, you wait and see. We'll settle this on the arena later. I'll let you see with your own eyes how your proud disciple gets beaten so badly that he goes back to Feng Jilan crying."

"I was wondering where that stench was coming from. I could smell it from eight feet away," Yu Xintang said with a slight smile. "So it's some scum from the Demon Realm. Didn't the Three Realms Tournament say that animals are prohibited from participating?"

The leader's disciple sneered coldly, showing no sign of backing down: "It seems that your Feng Hua Sect is all talk and no action. If you get beaten to a pulp on the field later, don't say that our Yu Ming Palace is bullying children."

"You can rest assured," Xie Weixing raised an eyebrow slightly, "If I give you this opportunity, consider me a bastard born from your crotch."

[In plain terms: I can't beat you, but I was born of you]

Shen Chunri was stunned for a moment.

When they get crazy, they even curse themselves.

"Alright, see you in the ring."

The people from Jade Palace walked towards the demon realm's group, their figures gradually disappearing into the distance.

"Junior Uncle, are you from the Demon Realm?" Shen Chunri blinked. "You actually have so many enemies? That's amazing. How did you manage to offend the entire cultivation world?"

The girl's eyes were sincere; she wasn't being sarcastic, but genuinely admiring him.

Ning Xiang scoffed, "If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. The whole sect is full of scoundrels; there's no hope for them."

Having said that, he turned and left.

"Ning Xiang," Fu Yao smiled, crossed her arms, and said to her retreating figure, "Thanks."

The woman stopped, her voice still icy: "I simply didn't want to stand by and watch the people of the Demon Realm slander the five major sects of the Spirit Realm. Don't flatter yourself; whether it was you or not, I would have done the same."

"But today it's me," Fu Yao smiled. "Thank you, Lady Ning."

Ning Xiang paused for a moment, then walked quickly toward the direction of the Daoist lineage.

"Junior Uncle," Yu Xintang began, "how come you've never mentioned that you grew up in the Demon Realm?"

Fu Yao glanced at him: "These are all old stories. I did grow up in the Demon Realm. After my parents died, I was handed over to my uncle and aunt. They were mortals and too poor to raise me, so they sent me to the Jade Nether Palace so that I could at least get some food. Master Yu You lost his daughter early and took special care of me. Before he died, he entrusted me to his master and brought me back to the Feng Hua Sect. That's how Fu Yao came to be."

Yu Xintang paused slightly with her fingers: "Like this."

"Then, Junior Uncle, wouldn't it count as revisiting an old haunt when you went to the Demon Realm to peep at the Demon Lord taking a bath?" Shen Chunri blinked her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

"I'll say it again, I didn't go there to watch him bathe back then," Fu Yao gritted her teeth, trying to salvage her reputation. "Master Yu You's relics were taken from Yu Ming Palace to Xuan You Palace. He didn't want them to fall into the hands of the demons. I went there to scout out the place and plan to steal them back. Who knew that such a big hot spring was exclusively for the Demon Lord to bathe in? I didn't take the hand seal class seriously back then. I just swung my heavy sword when I fought. My invisibility technique was exposed in less than half an incense stick's time. I was innocent too, okay?"

Tan Suiting's lips twitched slightly: "Where is the innocence?"

Xie Weixing got to the point: "So, you took the things and then stole them back?"

"Steal it back my ass," Fu Yao rolled her eyes. "I'm lucky I even made it back to Feng Hua Sect alive. That old hag Demon Lord is insane. She's spreading rumors that a lecherous thief sneaked into Xuan You Palace to spy on her bathing, and whoever catches him is a guest of honor at Xuan You Palace. Otherwise, I wouldn't be being hunted down by half the Demon Realm, okay?"

Xie Weixing chuckled twice: "Junior Uncle, you certainly had a rich early life."

"It's no one else's fault," Yu Xintang said. "If I were the Demon Lord, judging from my junior uncle's reputation, sneaking into a men's hot spring in the middle of the night and using a half-baked invisibility spell... I can't imagine anything other than peeping at someone bathing."

"Stop talking about me, okay? Get ready to go on stage," Fu Yao smiled kindly. "If you dare to lose, when you come back, I won't even need Nie Zhao to lift a finger; I'll send the four of you to your deaths first."