Wang Weijun unleashed a torrent of curses, but soon he ran out of steam. Arguing with no one was pointless, so he settled back atop the Heart Tower, grumbling, "I'm done talking. Such fools are a dime a dozen in the Cultivation World. I once thought highly of him, but it turns out he's just another short-sighted buffoon."

Mi Xiaojing chuckled to himself, noticing that Wang Weijun often had these inexplicable fits of temper. Perhaps being cooped up in the Heart Tower for too long was taking its toll; there were many things he found disagreeable.

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"Alright, alright, old man, I know you're learned and knowledgeable... Even Thousand Poisons is formidable, but he just doesn't have your vision."

Mi Xiaojing rarely flattered Wang Weijun; they bickered often, but as time passed, Wang Weijun's importance in Mi Xiaojing's heart grew, and their quarrels lessened.

Respect is often earned not by what you say, but by what you do. Along their journey, Wang Weijun had successfully left the impression of a mentor in Mi Xiaojing's heart.

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