The South Heaven Cultivators watched on with wide, disbelieving eyes. Their hearts were filled with complexity and jealousy. The emotions continued to ripple out until, eventually, they turned into avarice.
There were only a few people who were actually happy to see Meng Hao run into such good fortune. Most were just jealous to the point of hatred.
"Dammit! Why does it have to be him!?!? In the Second Plane he was an Elite Apprentice. In the Third Plane, he stole away all our treasures! In the Fourth Plane he acquired that precious treasure, the continental mirror. And now here in the Fifth Plane… he's acquired the qualifications for the legacy of Lord Li!"
"Why does it have to be this way? By what right of virtue or ability does he fall into such good luck?! I can't stand for this!"
"Worst of all is that we still owe him a huge debt! I myself owe 800,000 Spirit Stones…."
"I owe him 1,000,000 Spirit Stones! Dammit! Why can't he just die here!"
