Qin Zi looked up at the pillar, then glanced at Meng Xuanji beside him, and said, "You go up first."
Meng Xuanji was taken aback, then shook his head with a smile, "This position is prepared for you, how could I go up?"
Qin Zi calmly retorted.
A trace of conflict appeared on Meng Xuanji’s face, but soon, he smiled, even puffed his chest, and said with a squinting smile, "Since it’s the Celestial Lord’s command, how dare I disobey?!"
It seemed as though an invisible aura emanated from his body, his demeanor completely transformed, like a serpent emerging from the deep, displaying wildness!
"Celestial Lord, watch closely!" He stomped his right foot, his body soared like a great roc spreading its wings.
He seemed to break through layers of invisible barriers, like a hot knife through butter, causing the sky to echo with thunderous roars as the wind rose and clouds surged.
Piercing through the clouds, soaring towards the heavens!
In a few breaths, he reached the top of the pillar, landing steadily, then waved his sleeve and looked down.
"Celestial Lord, please!"
At this moment, his tone contained no respect, and even a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes—can you come up?!
Qin Zi’s face turned cold.
This man finally revealed his true colors, yet the other’s challenge was only in his gaze, behaving appropriately in speech, leaving no room for blame. This kind of provocation often leaves one speechless, literally swallowing bitterness!
However, Qin Zi would not take this silently.
He smiled slightly and said, "Very well, come down."
Originally gazing down with pride, Meng Xuanji’s face slightly stiffened, confused—at such a time, shouldn’t you assert yourself and come up? What’s the meaning of telling me to come down?
"I asked you to come down, did you hear me?"
Meng Xuanji’s face twitched a few times, then nodded and descended.
"Celestial Lord, please."
His face was somewhat displeased, for having just gained a slight advantage, Qin Zi promptly put him back in place.
He wanted to tell Qin Zi—you can’t come up, only watch from below and take the silent loss!
Yet Qin Zi quickly reminded him—you may be strong, but you still have to listen to me, I ask you to come down, you come down!
Meng Xuanji’s mouth twitched, was this not toying with him?
"What’s wrong, is there a problem?"
Qin Zi asked in confusion.
Meng Xuanji suppressed the frustration in his heart and soared skyward once more, reaching the top of the pillar.
This time, his speed was much slower than before, as the sky’s pressure consumed his strength.
"Celestial Lord, please!"
He said through gritted teeth.
Qin Zi said with a smile.
Meng Xuanji snapped, unable to maintain composure—this was clearly toying with him!
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Celestial Lord, what do you mean by having me go up and down repeatedly, is it merely to humiliate me? Or have I somehow offended you?"
He decided to take the initiative.
Because he realized, if he didn’t speak up, the other might make him go up and down endlessly, which would be not only exhausting but also humiliating!
"Why say so, Saint Son? I merely wish to observe your remarkable body technique." Qin Zi said with a smile.
Then he retorted: "Does the Saint Son feel that my actions are impolite, hence unwilling?"
Meng Xuanji’s face turned as dark as soot. He took a deep breath, finally saying through clenched teeth, "...No!"
Qin Chuan smiled slightly and said, "In that case, continue, do ten more rounds so I can observe closely."
Meng Xuanji nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood, but at this moment, he seemed to have no reason to refuse either.
He said fiercely, then began moving up and down the thick pillar, up and down, up and down, up...and down...
A commitment made, no matter the fatigue, must be fulfilled!
Qin Zi watched his diligent movements, a cold smile formed in his heart, he specialized in dealing with such insidious nuisances!
Yes, insidious nuisances.
Some people, outwardly respectful and seemingly polite, yet their gaze undisguisedly shows disdain for you, leaving you helpless, as you can’t produce evidence of a gaze.
You say he disrespects you, he denies it, how can you prove it? If you make an issue of it, he can accuse you of bullying!
For such people, reasoning is futile, only countering with a taste of their own medicine can make them suffer in silence!
Soon, Meng Xuanji completed seven rounds, now panting heavily with sweat pouring down.
Qin Zi was secretly surprised.
This person’s strength was truly not to be underestimated, by his estimation, even he couldn’t currently go up and down as many times.
In other words, this person’s capabilities surpassed his!
Qin Zi accepted this outcome, understanding they grew up in completely different environments; he in the lower realm, while the other in the supreme Yin Yang Sect, incomparable circumstances.
Furthermore, for the other to become the Saint Son of the Yin Yang Sect, he must be an extraordinary prodigy, rare in the world.
Qin Zi believed that given time, he would surpass these heavenly pride of the upper realms, overlooking all!
Finally, after ten exhausting rounds, Meng Xuanji descended, utterly drained, and due to the sky’s immense pressure, he crashed to the ground!
It felt as if after strenuous leg exercises, one carelessly tumbled down the stairs.
"Get up, there’s no need for such ceremony."
Qin Zi stood before him, smiling.
Meng Xuanji’s face was gloomy, angrily rising from the ground, panting, "Celestial Lord...please!!"
This seemed to be his last stubbornness.
He believed Qin Zi would surely fail to ascend, and should Qin Zi fall mid-way, then his prior humiliation would be washed away, and it would make a striking contrast!
However, how could Qin Zi allow him to prevail?
"No need, I’m fine here."
Qin Zi calmly waved his hand.
Meng Xuanji was anxious, having lost such face, if Qin Zi didn’t ascend, he would gain nothing in return!
He advised, "Celestial Lord, this position was specially prepared by the Yin Yang Sect to display your esteemed status. If you don’t ascend, it will be said that our sect lacks propriety." The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝
He directly used moral coercion—by not ascending, you render the Yin Yang Sect unjust!
Nonetheless, Qin Zi remained unfazed, mildly stating:
"So, are you implying that my presence in your territories obliges me to follow your Yin Yang Sect’s will? Could I perceive this as...a threat to me?"
Qin Zi retorting with a label!
A label against moral coercion, a sharp retort for a sharp retort!
Clearly, Qin Zi held the upper hand, his status putting him in an invincible position.
In this world, strength commands respect, and reason often sides with the strong, although he was a pseudo-strong, it sufficed!
Meng Xuanji’s face alternated between red and white before he finally conceded, "I had no such intention, Celestial Lord...please feel free."
"If so, I’ll choose a spot then."
Qin Zi nonchalantly said, then flew to a regular pillar.
He sat down atop it, beginning to observe the lake’s sun and moon before him.
The moment his gaze met the sun and moon, an overwhelming power of the Great Dao surged forth like a tidal wave.