Nan Huairen had good talents, but he could not be considered a genius. However, he was different from his master. His social capability made his network wide, and he had friends everywhere.
This Disciple Zhang was very similar, but in his eyes, a mortal like Li Qiye was not worthy of respect. He nodded his head toward Li Qiye because of his relationship with Nan Huairen. To him, whatever martial techniques practiced by Li Qiye were meaningless.
“This is the first time Senior Disciple visits the Nine Saint Demon Gate, how about we walk around so that you can be accustomed to the scenery?”
Li Qiye suddenly remembered an event, so he smiled and responds.
“Sure.”
Nan Huairen turned around to the disciple named Zhang.
“Brother Zhang, this time we will have to impose upon you.”
“Brother Nan, you are too reserved!”
Disciple Zhang had no choice but to nod his head. Unwilling as he may be, he did not want to strain their friendship. He had no desire of taking the scenic route with Li Qiye.
In reality, the Nine Saint Demon Gate was the host; they should be taking Li Qiye around in order to positively promote their relationship. However, since they did not consider Li Qiye to be worthy, all courtesy and rules were set aside.
Fellow Zhang led them around the premise while he only made conversation with Nan Huairen. He treated Li Qiye like an invisible man. Their presence caused a lot of whispers amongst the disciples.
“Isn’t that the prime disciple of that old sect?”
In the distance, a disciple frowned from seeing that Li Qiye was only a mortal.
Another disciple in the sect, with scorn in his expression, laughed:
“Heh, the Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect is only a second rate establishment, and even a mortal can be the prime disciple. This position has become worthless.”
“A mortal wanting to marry Senior Li? Rotten chopsticks wanting a gold bowl; why not look into the mirror to see how lowly you are?”1
Li Shuangyan was the prime descendant of the Nine Saint Demon Gate. Not only was she gifted in her talents, but she was also extremely beautiful. Countless young talents in the sect have her as their secret desire; the numerous geniuses from other places that seek to court her could form a line from one edge of the nation to the other. The one thing they all have in common, though, was wanting to spit onto Li Qiye’s face for being so shameless.
Fellow Zhang was even more embarrassed; he could see the hostile eyes from his fellow disciples. He started to walk faster to maintain a distance from Li Qiye, eventually leaving him behind. However, Li Qiye seemed to pay no mind to his actions. He continued with his own pace in a calm and carefree manner as he absorbed the heavenly scenery of the Nine Saint Demon Gate.
“Senior Disciple, you have to be careful. Many people are courting your fiancé, and they will not hesitate to cause trouble for you.”
Nan Huairen earnestly reminded Li Qiye.
“It is only a girl, there is no need for such commotion.”
Li Qiye calmly answered. He had seen many country-destroying beauties. Thus, he does not truly keep his potential fiancé in mind; it was only a minor matter in his head.
Unknowingly, they reached the training ground of the sect. This was a place where all of the disciples could enter. Once one was inside, they truly felt tiny compared to the gigantic battle stage; like an ant in the middle of a boundless ground.