Upon hearing this,
Cao Zhi sneered even more fiercely, his hatred and disdain unmasked. He laughed until he was breathless and then suddenly leaned close to the face of the Green Robed Scholar, staring directly at him with bloodshot eyes, and gritted his teeth,
"Destiny of the Immortals, he is also worthy!"
"Initially, the cultivators in the Cultivation World merely regarded him as a dog that paid the Spiritual Grain tax, gracing him with a few pitifully small Spirit Stones!"
"With those mere Spirit Stones, even if he cultivated till death, he wouldn't achieve much!"
"His real rise to power began after the forty-ninth year of Longqing!"
"Sir, do you still remember the Virtuous Consort?"
"The Virtuous Consort?"
Fang Qingyun recalled in his mind, "I am not clear about the affairs of the harem, Your Highness, please tell me directly."
"The Virtuous Consort was my mother."
