Pandas can't sing

Li Qingming: "Uncle Master, lend me your Purple Gold Eight Trigram Furnace to study alchemy!" 
Taishang Laojun: "..." 
Li Qingming: "Master, lend me your Pangu Banner!" 
Yuanshi Tianzun: "..." 
Li Qingming: "Uncle Master, lend me your Zhou Xian Sword Array for research!" 
Tongtian Jiaozhu: "..." 
Sanqing: "Qingmingzi, return my Eight Trigram Furnace (Pangu Banner, Zhou Xian Four Swords and Formation Diagram)..." 
Li Qingming: "Waga ga, let me study for a million years, then I'll return them to you!" 

The First Demon of the Chan Sect

The Kunpeng, with anger boiling in his heart, glared at the two with eyes that seemed to be shooting fire. Suddenly, he unleashed the cultivation of a Daluo Golden Immortal in the late stage.


Zhunti and Jieyin were so shocked by the momentum that they turned somersaults backward.


"You hairy beast, what qualifications do you have to sit on an equal footing with us?" Zhunti, furious and embarrassed, blurted out scolding.


A glint of amusement flashed in Li Qingming's eyes as he thought to himself: "Interesting, now the show is going to start!"


All the avian members of the Demon Race, including Di Jun, Taiyi, and Bi Fang, looked at Zhunti with fury, realizing that his words had just offended all avian demon beasts in the Primordial.


Chapter 3: The Mysterious Seventh Meditation Cushion (Part 2)