Zhou Li cursed everyone's mother at the Grass Sect.
Of course, this isn't a verb—it's an adjective.
After those fake cultivators turned into a puddle of black sludge, the utterly chaotic and unprecedented event finally came to an end. As one of the most watched Sect Competitions in the Cultivation World, every move made on Dragon Tiger Mountain today drew immense attention. Thus, almost as soon as the Fire Master's Boundary Environment dissipated, some uninvited guests arrived at Dragon Tiger Mountain.
"Dragon Tiger Mountain hasn't changed one bit, huh."
A man dressed simply, with a rough hemp belt around his waist and long arms, slowly walked up to the mountain gate. Seeing the familiar surroundings, he said calmly, "Still so dismissive, not even a single person to greet us."
"I wouldn't say that."
