Qin Ming wanted to know if they were inviting the simple young man from Black and White Mountain, or if they were inviting "Taiyi," or perhaps the "One Sword Piercing Thirty-Six Heavens," the top-ranked name renowned above the Nine Heavens.
If it were the latter two, then the problem would be extraordinarily severe, a catastrophe-level situation would arise.
This means he has no secrets left on the new rankings.
"I, a mere mortal, how dare I aspire to join the Immortal Class?" Qin Ming clasped his hands and responded.
Deep in Black and White Mountain, the Advanced Fire Spring gurgled, nurturing lush tall silver pine trees, and as the night wind blew, a faint pine fragrance lingered among the woods.
The man returned the gesture with a bow: "Brother, Taiyi, why be so humble? Having ascended to the top of the new rankings in the heavens, your name is bound to be among the Earth Immortals one day."
