This was business between cultivators—a sentence that resonated with many cultivators present.

It was those old farts who’d shamelessly killed the genius cultivators with no regard for propriety. If not for the Life Glyphs, more than half of the geniuses would’ve died at their hands. In some ways, the cultivators hated the dao immortals much more than the two shitstirrers.

Qing Yu and Sidekick had only prevented them from harvesting gains, while the immortals wanted them dead. In fact, organizing another Sovereign Meet in Dusk Province had been the immortals’ idea.

They’d wanted to test Lu Yun and Qing Han through the cultivators to see if the two youths were indeed...