Chapter 7: Nine Saint Demon Gate (1) (2/2)

“To reach the apex, one must never stop self-improving.” Li Qiye sheathed his blades. Although he was sweaty and tired, his posture and expression remain at ease.

Nan Huairen respectfully smiled: “I will remember these words and strive to improve myself as well.”

He then introduced the young man standing next to him: “This is Big Brother Zhang, a good friend of mine.”

Nan Huairen had good talents, but he could not be considered a genius. However, he was different from his master. His ability to socialize allowed for a huge network; he had friends everywhere.

This Disciple Zhang was very similar, but in his eyes, a mortal like Li Qiye was not worthy of respect. He nodded his head toward Li Qiye because of his relations.h.i.+p with Nan Huairen. To him, whatever martial techniques Li Qiye practiced were meaningless.

“This is the first time First Brother is visiting the Nine Saint Demon Gate, so how about we walk around so that you can become accustomed to the scenery?”

Li Qiye suddenly remembered an event, so he smiled and responded: “Sure.”

Nan Huairen turned around to the disciple named Zhang: “Brother Zhang, this time we will have to impose upon you.”

“Brother Nan, you are too reserved.” Disciple Zhang had no choice but to nod his head. Unwilling as he may be, he did not want to strain their friends.h.i.+p. After all, he had no desire of taking the scenic route with Li Qiye.

The Nine Saint Demon Gate was the host, so they should be taking Li Qiye around in order to positively promote their relations.h.i.+p. However, since they did not consider Li Qiye to be worthy, courtesy and rules were set aside.

While Disciple Zhang led them around the premise, he only conversed with Nan Huairen and treated Li Qiye as if he wasn't there. Their presence created a lot of clamor amongst the disciples.

“Isn’t that the prime disciple of that old sect?” From a distance, a disciple frowned after seeing that Li Qiye was only a mortal.

Another disciple of the sect scornfully laughed: “Heh, the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect is only a second-rate establishment. If even a mortal can become their prime disciple, this position can be considered nothing but worthless.”

“A mortal wanting to marry Senior Li? Rotten chopsticks wanting a gold bowl; why not look in a mirror to see how lowly you are?” [1. The former sentence is a Chinese proverb, similar to how a frog wants to eat swan meat.]

Li Shuangyan was the prime descendant of the Nine Saint Demon Gate. Not only was she gifted in her talents, she was also extremely beautiful. Countless young talents in the sect had her as their secret desire. The numerous geniuses from other heritages that seeked to court her could form a line from one edge of the nation to the other. And the one thing they all had in common was the desire to spit onto Li Qiye’s face for being so shameless.

Disciple Zhang was even more embarra.s.sed; he could see the hostility from the eyes of his fellow disciples. He started to walk faster to maintain a distance with Li Qiye, eventually leaving him behind. However, Li Qiye seemed to pay no mind to his actions. He continued at his own pace in a calm and carefree manner as he absorbed the heavenly scenery of the Nine Saint Demon Gate.

Nan Huairen earnestly reminded Li Qiye: “First Brother, you have to be careful. Many people are courting your fiancé, and they will not hesitate to cause trouble for you.”

Li Qiye calmly answered: “It is only a girl, there is no need for such a commotion.” He had seen many country-destroying beauties, so he didn't keep his potential fiancé in mind; it was only a minor matter to him.

Unknowingly, they reached the training ground of the sect. This was a place where all of the disciples could enter. Once one was inside, they would truly feel tiny in comparison to the gigantic battle stage; they were like ants on top of a ma.s.sive hill.