"Unfortunately, although the escaping skill is exquisite, it lacks the Divine Power to subdue the enemy. Do we have to flee in the face of conflict with others? If longevity implies running away like this, I would rather not have it!"
"Hahaha, Feng Qing'an, you are so right. Just knowing how to hide and scuttle away whenever you meet people. Living such a stifled life, what's the point of being immortal? You're nothing more than an age-old turtle."
Hua Qingyu, whose face had sunk, suddenly turned her anger into joy and laughed with her hands on her hips.
"How could I, Xu Wutian, not be good at fighting?"
Being publicly ridiculed and referred to as an age-old turtle, Jin Wuying, who is otherwise revered as a pride of the cultivation sects, was instantly enraged.
"Alright, if that's the case, then show yourself and fight me. Only the victor can take Feng Qing'an as a disciple!"
Hua Qingyu immediately challenged him.
