It's bad enough that I'm embarrassing myself, but I'm also making him lose face!

However, the fact that a few bottles of spiritual milk were exchanged for Haoyuan Pills still made True Lord Chengguang so happy that his white eyebrows danced with joy.

After being kicked, Master Wuzhan's face turned even redder. He didn't dare to look at Bi Xie at all. He lowered his head and accepted the Haoyuan Pill, murmuring a few words as if he were holding a treasure: "Thank you, True Lord Feng Xie."

"Useless!" Cheng Guang Zhenjun was about to kick him again.

True Lord Xieyang quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "True Lord Chengguang, please don't be angry with this junior. I think True Lord Wuzhan is a man of strong character and pure personality, and he is quite adorable."

Cheng Guang Zhenjun was speechless after Xie Yang Zhenjun's repetitive remarks. He stopped himself from kicking out, glanced at Bi Xie, and coughed lightly, "What does Feng Xie Zhenjun think of Zhan'er?"

"Huh?" Bi Xie blinked.

The eyes of everyone in the hall were drawn to the woman who was incomparably beautiful.

Even Master Wuzhan blushed and secretly looked at her.

Bi Xie paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master Wu Zhan is exceptionally talented, a dragon among men, and is naturally excellent."

Upon hearing this, True Lord Chengguang and True Lord Xieyang exchanged a glance and both smiled.

The Celestial Venerable Chongyu had been in seclusion for over two hundred and one hundred years and had only recently emerged. Yet, he had already gleaned some information from the expressions of the others, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Cheng Guang Zhenjun laughed and said, "Xie Yang Zhenjun, Zhan'er has already reached the late stage of Core Formation. With the Hao Yuan Pill given to him by Feng Xie Zhenjun, he will surely break through to the Nascent Soul stage in no time. Zhan'er and Feng Xie Zhenjun are a perfect match, and both are outstanding figures in the cultivation world. One is an alchemist and the other is a formation master. If the two become cultivation partners, their path of cultivation will surely be even broader."

That's quite a straightforward statement.

With a smile on his face, Xieyang Zhenjun was certain that although Feng Xie was not his direct descendant, he would be far more accomplished in the path of cultivation than he was.

Although it was hard to let Feng Xie find a Daoist partner outside the Golden Light Sect, looking at the entire cultivation world, it seemed that apart from True Person Wu Zhan, there was no other young person who could be worthy of Feng Xie.

After a moment's thought, just as True Lord Xie was about to reply, the woman's clear and ethereal voice came through, "Thank you for your kindness, True Lord Chengguang. Feng Xie does not wish to become Daoist partners with True Person Wuzhan. True Person Wuzhan is excellent, but he is not Feng Xie's type."

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the others subtly changed.

Wu Zhan Zhenren's face drained of color. He bit his trembling lips tightly, looking at Bi Xie with a sorrowful and puzzled expression.

The once-determined outcome of Cheng Guang Zhenjun suddenly turned sour, and he suppressed his anger, saying, "What do you mean by this, Feng Xie Zhenjun? Do you think Wu Zhan is not good enough for you?"

The Setting Sun True Lord seemed somewhat anxious, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something.

Chongyu Tianzun reached out to stop him: "Feng Xie should make his own decision. If he does not like dual cultivation partners, it will only hinder his cultivation and create obstacles."

“It’s not a matter of whether he’s worthy or not, but rather that Feng Xie doesn’t have a good impression of Wu Zhan Zhenren.” Bi Xie’s tone was indifferent, without any deliberate flattery or concealment; he was simply stating the facts.

"You!" Cheng Guang Zhenjun was furious. "What's wrong with Zhan'er? Even Feng Xie Zhenjun looks down on Zhan'er. Isn't that a bit too arrogant!"

Bi Xie felt a little tired; she had explained things very clearly.

I don't like it, I have no feelings for it, and I'm not happy about it.

But this Cheng Guang Zhenjun actually imagined so much.

"Great Ancestor, let's go." A man in dark red robes walked over dejectedly, meeting Bi Xie's eyes openly for the first time, his handsome face pale.