Yi eyed him coldly. “Your father is one of the Shaman races’ ancestors, so why do you lower yourself to be a celestial?”0

Gu licked his lips as his face twisted in contempt. “What do you mean by lowering myself? With my noble bloodline, I don’t have to do anything myself for the Celestial Court to confer me as a celestial. All I hear are a loser’s words of envy.”0

Then, he chuckled. “Ah, I heard you have done many things for the Shaman races in recent years, but the Celestial Court didn’t confer you any post. I guess the difference between us is a good father.”0

Gu thumped his chest and ‘apologetically’...0