The First Brawl at the School

"Old Daoist Zhenyang!" Lord Daoist Jinghe majestically burst into Lord Daoist Zhenyang's Immortal's Cave and shouted as if he was an enemy. "Come the hell out!"

Lord Daoist Zhenyang's Immortal's Cave was as plain as those of most cultivators, but it had everything it ought to have. Being one of the only four or five late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the Celestial Pole and being the person who wielded the most power in Xuanqing School, Lord Daoist Zhenyang's Immortal's Cave was naturally heavily-guarded with countless restrictions. If any enemies appeared, they certainly wouldn't be able to get in. Nevertheless, the person coming now was Lord Daoist Jinghe, so the gate-keeping disciples could only let him come inside unhindered.

Lord Daoist Zhenyang, who was cultivating, opened his eyes. With a wave of his hand, he removed the restriction he placed on his body and allowed Lord Daoist Jinghe to come in.