Di beiming smiled helplessly. “If I could, I would rather have all the good luck in the world on you alone. Why would I hurt you because of jealousy?”
A certain someone who would kill people at the slightest disagreement would only be so patient when facing Hei Xinjiu. He did not even have the heart to say anything harsh.
Hei xinjiu snorted arrogantly. Of course, she knew that di beiming was not jealous of her, but she just liked the feeling of being pampered and tolerated.
“Let’s not talk about whether the higher-ups of the primal sword sect will let you take the position of sect master because of a primal sword. Most importantly, have you ever thought about who was the one who urged the primal sword sect to set up the eight Desolation Dragon Locking Formation?
According to what you said, the primal sword sect was like the Sun in the sky at that time, directly approaching the position of the Yun family of the sacred mountain.