After only a short while, Sitting Mountain Guest showed up at the peak of the mountain.
"Did you call me here for drinks?" Sitting Mountain Guest asked as he strolled toward Ancestor.
Ancestor pointed in the distance, standing beside the cliff. "Look at your disciple."
"Luo Feng?" Sitting Mountain Guest looked in the direction Ancestor pointed and saw Luo Feng sitting beside a cliff. He appeared surprised and joyful after gazing for a while, then started to laugh, "Old Beast God, no one in the universe can rival you on the path of eight gods! However, this disciple of mine created a technique using the eight engraving pictures of gold beast god… Do you admit your defeat?"
"How can you say I'm going to lose before he even fights me?" Ancestor said.
Sitting Mountain Guest shook his head. "Stop quibbling."
