Well-Behaved

"Everyone, you are far too weak. Are you all here to scratch my itchy spots for me?"

The smoke in the air dissipated and a silhouette dressed in white stepped out with a grin hanging off his lips.

Too weak?

Scratch?

Everyone was so angered they almost puked out blood. Especially the few completion levelled cultivators who attacked, their faces were heavy and cloudy. They were highly respected cultivators and one hit from them alone was able to shake up the mountains and cause a flood. Who dared to call them weak? Who had the capability to?

But, Ling Xian had said it. He said it with such ease, with such nonchalance.

Reality was just so. The combined attack from the nine of them was not enough to even make him stumble. It… it really was like they were… they were scratching his itchy spots for him!