“Myriad Spirit… Supreme?” the younger sister burst out laughing. “Supreme? Hahahahahaha!”

“What? Has his reputation soured in the outside world?” Lu Yun’s eyelid twitched.

“The Myriad Spirit Grand Supreme’s replica in the chief worlds is indeed a mere supreme,” the older sister said expressionlessly. “Since you are the grand supreme’s disciple, we will not trouble you further. Get out of here.”

“Hang on, what Myriad Spirit Grand Supreme? What’s a grand supreme? Is that a level above regular supreme?” He knew there was more to Myriad Spirit than met the eye! How would a mere supreme, an adult of the chief worlds, dare secretly help Lu Yun so much and even create twenty thousand years of space for him?

“High supreme comes after supreme, and grand supreme after that!” the younger sister giggled. “Too many supremes exist to be counted, but there are very few who can make their way to grand supremes. But eh,...