Scheming Junior

Within a place, devoid of life - filled with countless mourning souls and regret. Negative aura filled this entire place, its red skies quaking from one man's anger.

"How can this be?! How can the Immortal Devil lineage I've created back there have gotten to this point?! Absolutely stupid! To actually dare destroy that branch! Such arrogance from these juniors, totally unbelievable. That damned bald monk with be pestering me now with talks about Negative Karma... and there is that annoying man too! He's definitely on the way to the Fleeting Void Sect now... Hmph. Considering him, he will definitely come looking for trouble. You are not getting there when this Devil shows his terrible might!" Said a giant black silhouette, towering over countless worlds from his massive size. A horrific, evil air surrounded his massive figure. Mourning souls surrounded him, as he suddenly reached out his massive hand dwarfing countless worlds to grab them. These worlds went straight into this titan's mouth.

Meanwhile, in a land filled with countless life and vitality - peace was everywhere, harmony and benevolence infused into the very essence of that land. On this massive land of purity, one bald man clad in orange robes sat in a lotus position on a peak of a massive mountain. Countless orange-robed men were under him, practicing buddhist arts. This man had an aura of serenity, as his eyes opened showering the lands with infinite light and kindness.

"Oh? Negative Karma has been formed with this humble monk... I wonder who could it be?" The monk reached out his hands, seemingly grabbing invisible threads. These were the omnipresent threads of Karma.

"Ah! Such an evil and malevolent aura. The Immortal Devil? Ah, isn't he already close to being a Godking and becoming a true Titan? Truly such trouble for this humble monk. Ah! May Buddha shower me with his blessings." He stood up and disappeared from the spot.

In another place, where nothing could be seen around, a thin old man wearing black robes could be seen stroking his beard. The old man spoke, "Oh? I guess I have some troublesome visitors. Three Nine Heavenly Pillars... I see trouble. Truly a terrible combination, a Buddhist, a Devil, and that man... He is about to break into the Godking realm - yet he is still coming here to descend? Interesting, I wonder what could have happened to make him wake up from his cultivation and come here immediately. Already starting to grasp the true essence of Earth... the Five Worlds might become rather noisy. I wonder who'll arrive here first."

Back at the Yellow Dragon Empire, a massive towering Pagoda could be seen. Balance and Harmony filled the air of this place. This was the Mu Clan's manor. Inside, hundreds of Imperial Guards stood guarding a closed-room. Inside the room was Shi Bing, Zhou Fengren, and Mu Guiying. They all sat around a round wooden table.

Zhou Fenreng was boisterously laughing as he said, "Hahahaha! Indeed. Not bad - I gave you a few pointers and you already resolved the issues you are having. Very good comprehension talent you have. Kid, let me give you an offer you won't ever get again. Become this Venerable's disciple, and you can travel across the myriad realms gaining new experiences. You will receive the greatest inheritance and guidance! Not only that, I will make you ascend with mastery of the Five Elements! So how about it? You will be unrivalled amongst your generation."

A wry smile could be seen on Mu Guiying's face as he said, "Senior... as much as I would like to accept your offer, the Yellow Dragon has already acknowledged my talents and offered to make me his disciple... the Yellow Dragon who has not appeared in countless epochs himself! And he also offered to protect my clan as long as I took him as my master."

Zhou Fenreng sneered as he said, "What Yellow Dragon?! Just some random brat! Not even enough to be my ride - with me as your master no one will dare offend you and your clan will receive countless blessings! Hmph!"

Mu Guiying frantically replied, "Ah! Senior, I understand you are strong - but the Yellow Dragon is a completely different matter! He hasn't been the guardian of this world for nothing. You might incur his wrath if he happens to hear you say that!"

"Hmph, that Yellow Dragon brat wouldn't even dare speak a word within my presence. I thought you were a wise junior, but it seems that this Venerable was just being kind with praises and such. Shi Bing, let's go! We wasted our time with these juniors. Hmph!" Zhou Fenreng snorted, as he stood up and smashed the walls of the room, leading out to the Yellow Dragon Empire. Zhou Fenreng flew outside as Shi Bing followed.

Inside, Mu Guiying sneered as he saw the two leave the manor. "Hmph! That senior may be strong, but he still got fooled by my 'naive' act. It seems that the Immortal Desolate Ancestor is all talk as well! At most, that senior is a Nine Heavenly Pillar realm cultivator. My master the Yellow Dragon is definitely above him! All this talk about arrogant juniors - I will show him how this generation is different - we have the right to be arrogant! After all, I have schemed against countless seniors more powerful than I am, and I won all these games with them."

2 days later, the empire was noisy as cultivators all over could be heard talking about Mu Guiying.

"Did you hear? Mu Guiying schemed against another senior - this senior tried to take him as his disciple, but he already had the Yellow Dragon who hasn't appeared in countless years take him as a disciple! The senior apparently got so mad that he destroyed a room in the Mu Clan Manor and escaped! I envy Young Master Mu. That old man is totally deadt!" One young man said.

"Ah, Young Master Mu Guiying - dazzling amongst this generation! Even the Yellow Dragon picked him as a disciple! Ahh!" Said a blushing young woman.

"I heard the master-disciple ceremony will start in 1 month, after the 10,000 year Five Worlds Tournament!" Said another young man.

Meanwhile, a frail old man grabbed the one young man who talked about Mu Guiying scheming by the hair. The young man looked at the frail old man and shouted, "What do you think you are doing, you annoying begga-" As he looked at the eyes of this old man, he was filled with terror. It seemed as if this old man was Death himself, coming to claim his measly little life.

"Ha? I didn't hear you, some smelly brat dared scheme against me? Said the frail old man.