Chapter 0140: You Set the Poison, and You're the Ones Poisoned

Night.

The entire Taiwu Immortal Sect was eerily quiet.

During his time at the Taiwu Immortal Sect, he was basically a shit-stirrer—no, wait, not a shit-stirrer, but…

You know what, forget it.

None of that really matters anyway.

He was well aware of his own situation: his Spirit Root was still First Grade Metal Spirit Root, he only knew a minor Divine Skill, and his cultivation was stuck at the Longevity Second Realm of Heavenly Destiny.

The only thing remotely impressive.

Was his mana and a few Innate Divine Abilities.

Now, with the Four Saints Against Heaven suit empowering him, he could ensure his safety below the True Immortal Realm. Staying at Taiwu Immortal Sect and messing around with those True Disciples—one day, someone would end up in tears.

Leaving a deep impression on those True Disciples was good enough.

He could wager that Ye Zhen Tian wouldn't forget him for at least three hundred years.

The next morning.