A slight curl appeared on Qin Ya's lips. He then circulated his True Essence and retracted his spear.
Dongmen Liyu, who seemed to have absolute confidence in his own strength, didn't try to stop him. He allowed Qin Ya to retract the spear, then spoke with a hint of surprise, "Your True Essence... is far stronger than that of an ordinary King."
Qin Ya said lightly, "Thank you for the compliment."
"It's just a shame that such a genius must fall here today."
Dongmen Liyu shook his head, feigning regret. "If you hadn't insulted my Dongmen Family, I would have genuinely considered taking you as my disciple."
"Hah, are you even qualified?"
Qin Ya sneered, his tone laced with disdain.
"You are arrogant!" Dongmen Liyu roared, flying into a rage from the humiliation.
Meanwhile, on the throne high in the sky, Meiying Venerable leaned against an armrest. A rare, playful expression appeared on their face, which was shrouded in mist.
'A disciple?'
