"Ha-ha! | haven't seen you for such a long time! Cyril, you still look like a toy boy."
Teasing laughter burst out of Shepard's shaking body.
"And you're still so plump!"
Cyril easily returned the laughter.
A tall frin pure white clothes, paired with his classically handsface, made Cyril the very picture of elegance, a sharp
contrast with Shepard's round and soft figure.
As soon as they met, an enthusiastic conversation immediately started as they were both obviously on good terms with each other.
Even as he threw Austin and Hare next to him curious glances once in a while, Cyril didn't pay them much attention as he
continued to excitedly talk with Shepard.
After a few more moments, Shepard startled when he remembered that Austin and Hare were left with nothing to do. "Ah! | almost
forgot!" Shepard hurriedly led Cyril closer to the other two.
"Cyril, letintroduce my friends to you.
This is Austin and this is Master Hare.
| hope you get along."
"Oh? Friends? | see... | thought they worked for you."
A barely perceptible nod was all Cyril offered to Austin and Hare.
As a master at the Divine Realm, Cyril was very powerful and highly revered.
Yet, the two before him emitted the aura of the lowly Heavenly Immortal Realm.
Since he was a Divine Realm master, Cyril naturally didn't pay much attention to them.
Usually, when cultivators at their level saw him, they'd rush to greet him with their utmost respect and shower him with praise.
Yet, Austin and Hare simply nodded back at him in response.
Considering what kind of people they were, neither of them would take the initiative to flatter a Divine Realm warrior.
"Don't mock me, Cyril. If | was granted the honor, | would happily work for Austin for the rest of my life!"
A frown marred Shepard's face as he narrowed his eyes at Cyril's words.
"Cyril, Austin's a talented man. You can't measure his real strength by his level since he is hiding it well.
Even with my strength, | won't survive even a single one of his blows,"
Shepard hurriedly explained.
A slight trembling in his voice was the only sign of fear he showed that Cyril might accidentally offend Austin.
If Cyril offended him, they'd both be dead with just one strike of Austin's sword.
"Is that so? Surely, you must be exaggerating?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYou're no match for him?
Ah!
| see. Austin must have a powerful background and high social status. It must be difficult that you need to lower yourself and fawn
over him!"
Cyril softly massaged his temple as he spoke.
"Austin, since you're Shepard's friend, I'll treat you as my own man.
Please don't show off your identity and background in front of us as much as possible. You should know that the most important
thing for a warrior is his own strength,"
Cyril gently scolded Austin.
Once he was satisfied, he also flashed a smile and gave a nod to Hare as a greeting.
As a master of the Divine Realm, he believed that it was an act of great kindness for him to lower himself and deal with the two
Heaven Immortal Realm masters.
"Stop being so self-righteous, Cyril.
You have no idea how powerful Austin is."
Shepard sighed with a shake of his head.
"Austin, please don't blhim,"
Shepard quickly added and fearfully glanced at Austin.
"It's all right,"
Austin replied indifferently.
"This guy's good at faking it!"
Bitterness flooded Cyril when he saw Austin's attitude.
Before he could argue, a deafening boom reached their ears. From the distance, waves of strong energy continuously swept over
everything.
Even the area where Austin and his companions stood began shaking along the waves.
"Hmm? What's that?"
Unlike the others who were staring at their feet, Austin was pointing high in the sky.
A group of young men and women appeared in the sky above the Sky Phoenix World and quickly flew closer to Cyril and the others.
Each one of them exuded a domineering arrogance as they sneered down at everyone.
The dozen cultivators who were at the lead were all at the Divine Realm.
Nothing but malice filled their eyes as they kept their unwavering gazes on Cyril.
'Oh, no!
What are they doing here?'
Cyril couldn't help but frown.
"Ha-ha! | know you. You're the Flying Phoenix Sect's principal disciple, Cyril. Word has it that you're one of the most talented
disciples your sect has ever seen.
Now that | met you in person, seems like you didn't live up to your reputation at all. | don't like you.
Even though the competition is going to be held soon. You're wandering about instead of cultivating in seclusion. It's completely
improper!
Seems like the Heavenly Crater Mine should finally have a new owner after being in the Flying Phoenix Sect's control for a hundred
years.
In my opinion, there's no need for you to take part in this competition.
Your Flying Phoenix Sect will lose anyway!"
the group's leader ranted. Divine light seemed to radiate out of his fair skin all over his body, and the faint aura of a divine god
could be felt from him.
Obviously, he was loaded with many divine level magic treasures.
Every move he made was elegant and flawless; coupled with his temperament, it made the people around gape in disbelief.
"Humph! What are you talking about?
Do you think you can run off at your mouth just because you're from the Whirling Sect?"
The ownership of the Heavenly Crater Mine for every one hundred years has always been decided through the competition of the
two sects.
No one should dare to determine the ownership of the mine until the last moment of the competition!"
A vein nearly popped on Cyril's temple at the young man's words.
"What? They're from the Whirling Sect?!" Shepard blurted out.
Even the expression on his face changed as well.
As someone who had visited the Ancient Mysterious Dragon Kingdom in the past, he knew enough about the power struggles in
this cosmos.
"Ha-ha! With our sect's support, the Cyan Sun Sect began to grow stronger and even surpassed the Flying Phoenix Sect.
Our Whirling Sect has carefully selected and trained a large number of young disciples of the Cyan Sun Sect. They're much
stronger than the low-level disciples of your Flying Phoenix Sect.
This competition will be no fun at all. The Cyan Sun Sect will definitely win!
From then on, the weak and unqualified Flying Phoenix Sect will no longer reap undeserved profits from the mine!
Ha-ha-ha!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSmug laughter exploded out of the young man.
"Don't be so arrogant before the fight even starts!"
Nothing but anger filled Cyril's thoughts and he couldn't find anything else to say.
Most of the young man said was true!
In the past, the Cyan Sun Sect was roughly equal or even weaker than the Flying Phoenix Sect.
However, in recent years, the Cyan Sun Sect rapidly improved with the Whirling Sect's constant support.
Soon enough, they would doubtlessly surpass the Flying Phoenix Sect.
"As an old saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Since you're the principal disciple of the Flying Phoenix Sect and a master
at the Divine Realm, you actually have a connection with these Heavenly Immortal Realm ants and even make friends with them.
Seems like your sect really is just so-so.
Ha-ha!"
A derisive laugh burst out of the young man after he glanced at Austin and Hare.
"Shepard, let's go!"
Even though he was furious, Cyril wasn't dumb enough to risk getting pummeled into the ground by more than a dozen Divine
Realm masters. Thus, he preferred to leave.
Moreover, the Whirling Sect was also a gigantic organization within the Ancient Mysterious Dragon Kingdom. No one wanted to be
the one to poke the bear.
"Humph! Leaving already?
The two Heavenly Immortal Realm weaklings, kneel down and crawl to me. You can't leave until you kowtow and callsupreme
grandmaster a hundred times!"
A loud shout from the young man shocked them as he jabbed a finger towards Austin and Hare.
Since he didn't find trouble, he'd create it out of nothing!
He wanted to thoroughly humiliate Cyril!
In his eyes, the two Heavenly Immortal Realm masters before his eyes were just cannon fodder extras that could be sacrificed at
any moment.
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