Ji Mo stood in the air, his dark and cold gaze watching Zhou Yuan rise into the sky. Malicious hatred overflowed from his eyes, as if he could not wait to tear Zhou Yuan to pieces.

He could feel that Zhou Yuan had grown stronger, which was clearly because of the high-grade ancestral qi branch channel.

This bastard had stolen the rewards that originally belonged to him!

“We meet again.” In contrast to Ji Mo’s hateful gaze, Zhou Yuan was all smiles. “The high-grade branch channel you found for me was excellent. I should thank you again.”

Zhou Yuan had intentionally mentioned the matter to rile up Ji Mo in an attempt to make him lose his rationality to rage.

Veins popped out on Ji Mo’s forehead, but he understood that Zhou Yuan was trying to anger him. He sneered...