But more people are jealous, especially those brothers who have been in Tianxuan Sect for several years or even more than ten years.
"Alas, he is indeed a disciple of the Immortal Venerable. Even a useless spiritual root gets treated like this."
"With his qualifications, he would have been a handyman collecting herbs and doing rough work in our class."
At this moment, another senior brother from the Tianxuan Sect suddenly snorted coldly, interrupting everyone's discussion, "Humph, what can we do? It's his good fortune to have such a face."
"Hey, senior brother, what do you mean by this? No matter how good-looking that useless spiritual root is, the Immortal Venerable would not accept him as a disciple just because of his looks." Someone asked in confusion.
"I didn't say that the Immortal Venerable accepted him as his disciple because he was good-looking." The senior brother had a barely perceptible sneer on his face. "I just said that someone... bears a certain resemblance to that person."
Although he didn't say it explicitly, the others immediately understood the deep meaning of it when they heard it, so they turned around and secretly observed Xie Qi.
However, their gazes at this moment were filled with a variety of complex emotions, including contempt and disparagement, as if they were mocking Xie Qi for becoming the Immortal Venerable's disciple simply by having a similar appearance to someone else.
At the same time, there was also a hint of sympathy and pity, as if he was looking at a poor man who was taken in by the Immortal Lord to be a substitute for the fallen God.
Xie Qi felt uncomfortable under their scorching gazes, and what he heard from them also caused a hint of doubt in Xie Qi's heart.
So Xie Qi quickly finished his breakfast, said goodbye to Ye Chuan, and left.
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