The Dao Heart of the Ancient Emperor's Son is nearly perfect and flawless.
It wouldn't waver because of such a small setback.
"Right, send a message to Ling Yuan." The Ancient Emperor's Son seemed to have thought of something and took out a Jade Scroll.
Soon, from the other side of the Jade Scroll came a clear, cold female voice that was as melodious as the sound of nature.
"Ancient Emperor's Son, congratulations on making a name for yourself on the Ancient Road."
Upon hearing this, the Ancient Emperor's Son chuckled lightly and said, "Yuan, you still speak as mercilessly as ever."
"Don't use such intimate terms to address me; don't forget, you and I are also competitors for the position of the Immortal Court Young Emperor." On the other side, Ling Yuan's tone was indifferent.
"It seems you're not surprised by my failure." The Ancient Emperor's Son did not mind Ling Yuan's tone.
