Emperor Wei Wu seemed to have no emotional fluctuations as he continued in his hoarse and unpleasant voice, "I thought you were Ji Lutian's son and should have inherited some of his intelligence. It turns out that you're just an ordinary person.
"With a few words of reason you heard from your father, you coincidentally helped Demon King Hu Li. Do you really think you have reached that realm?
"Yao Qing, I can understand that you're young and impetuous, and I won't hold it against you."
Emperor Wei Wu continued, "But if you want to become stronger, you have to face yourself and reality.
"If you don't even have this bit of courage, then don't even think about proving yourself in the Demon Realm. With your parents protecting you, you can just be a second-generation demonic beast who waits to die."
Emperor Wei Wu's tone was full of disdain.
If he was facing the real Yao Qing, then this provocation would have definitely been useful.