“Visit family? Little Lu?” Having heard Yun Mengmeng constantly talk about her “Second-in-Command” on their way here, Primordial Heavenly Sovereign’s first thought was that she had come to the Dao-Seeking Sect to visit Lu Yang.0

“No, it’s Little Zhi—oh, her full name is Yun Zhi. She’s my good sister and also the Second-in-Command’s Big Senior Sister. She’s incredibly strong.”0

“Incredibly strong? Even stronger than you?” The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was taken aback. Lu Yang’s big senior sister? Isn’t she still just a disciple of the Dao-Seeking Sect? She’s not even at the elder level, so how does she deserve the label “incredibly strong?”0

“Stronger than you, too,” Yun Mengmeng added.1

“Oh? Very strong, is she?” The Primordial Heavenly Sovereign didn’t take these words well.0

He had always believed that strength and cultivation were not absolutely correlated—one only knew who was stronger after fighting. This was precisely the reason he had challenged Jiang Ping’an, who was already an immortal, one hundred thousand years ago. 0

It didn’t matter whether he won or lost the battle. The most important thing was to hold fast to his own conv...3