Yur vs Julian

"Nobility?" They looked at Yur in confusion.

"Why would you want something like that?" The King furrowed his brows, puzzled.

Although nobility sounded appealing, it was useless to most cultivators. A mortal kingdom meant nothing to them; mere titles without real power. Unless it was a grand mortal kingdom with deep connections to true power, those nestled within the heart of the continent, such titles were ultimately meaningless.

"I just want a title." Yur shrugged. "I don't have much of a background, so having a place wouldn't be a bad idea."

Though his reasoning seemed casual, it was nothing but an excuse. A carefully crafted lie.

Julian saw through it, but the others did not.

"Fine." Julian nodded. "If you can beat me, not only will you gain the title of a noble, but you'll also be granted land and territory."

"That's even better." Yur's lips curled slightly. Having territory was always part of his plan.