“Big Brother Jiang Yu, quickly take the portrait out!” Jiang Junhe said excitedly.

“Next time, I didn’t bring it with me today. Don’t you guys want to discuss the counterattack? You don’t have to bother about me.” Jiang Yu took a sip of the strong alcohol and got a little tipsy.

“Jiang Yu, buck up!” Jiang Chengfeng stood up furiously. “Don’t forget that the ranking battles will be held on the Decimo Dao Battlefield two weeks before the ranking deadline. All the top hundred disciples would be coming out to compete for the final ranking even if they’re in seclusion. It’ll last for fifteen days, and it’s open to the entire Divine Capital! At that time, our parents, and even important figures of the Ancient Theocrats will be present. This battle concerns the Theocrats’ reputation. It didn’t matter in the past, because no one challenged us. Regardless of whether it was the clans, Saint Martial Manor, or the Dazzling Pavilion, they were all our siblings. Everyone could play however they want. But now someone is stepping on our heads, and even crippled Wei Wushang. As brothers, we have to take revenge for him!

“It doesn’t matter if we lose. Even the empyrean manna is nothing. But most importantly,...