"Arrogant!"
Ao Qiong stood deep within the clouds, facing a gigantic water mirror, within which Gao Xuan and a few others were visible.
Every word of Gao Xuan's recited poem reached Ao Qiong's ears.
Ao Qiong, having lived for over six thousand years, spent most of that time asleep beneath the sea. In terms of experience and cultivation, he surpassed Tao Jun and his ilk by far.
This was because the difference in levels between them was immense.
Ao Qiong was a True Dragon's Son, raised in the Dragon Palace since childhood. The Dragon Palace was renowned for its opulence.
Every item he used, every morsel he consumed, was of top-grade quality in the Cyan Celestial Realm.
Those who taught Ao Qiong Daoist Skills and Martial Arts were top-tier experts of this realm. As for the Human Race's poetry and essays, he had casually read many.
Such a life made Ao Qiong superior to Tao Jun from the very start.
