Xiang Dongliu's face stiffened, his smile a bit forced: "Fellow Daoist Qin Yi, you are guests from afar; doing this may be inappropriate, right?"
"No worries! Sparring among Qi Refiners is nothing out of the ordinary." Qin Yi said with a smile.
Xiang Junyi's face was rigid, feigning arrogance: "I never draw my sword against the weak."
"Damn, I just can't stand your pretentious self! Who are you trying to impress?" Liu Yiren was pissed off, recalling that she had the Death Replacement Talisman set up by Qin Yi on her, so she had no reason to be afraid of Xiang Junyi.
Qin Yi once said that unless someone had a cultivation level far higher than his, they wouldn't be able to break through this Death Replacement Talisman.
Liu Yiren stood up, looking provocatively at Xiang Junyi: "What makes you look down on me? I'm only eighteen, how old are you? By the time I reach your age, my cultivation will definitely be stronger than yours."
