Yan Rufeng hurried to support Xiao Fei.
"Brother Xiao, please get up. Even if I am willing to be the King of Dragon Origin Star, you don't need to kneel to me."
"What?"
Xiao Fei got up and stood, hesitantly, "Brother Yan, you are not willing to be the King?"
Yan Rufeng nodded.
Xiao Fei, puzzled, asked, "Brother Yan, in that case, what did you come to Dragon Origin for?"
Yan Rufeng smiled, "Brother Xiao, now that things have come to this, I'll be straightforward with you."
Xiao Fei clasped his hands, "Brother Yan, please speak!"
Yan Rufeng's expression turned solemn as he raised his voice, "The path of cultivation is to steal the essence of yin and yang and defy the heavens to change one's fate. In the process, a cultivator is always in extreme peril. Thousands of years of bitter cultivation are all for the day they ascend to the Immortal World and achieve the Grand Dao."
Xiao Fei said blandly, "Brother Yan, I understand what you are saying, but..."
"Ha!"
