Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Tan Suiting frowned subconsciously.

Five spiritual roots?

Even though he had been cultivating since childhood, he had never seen anyone with more than two spiritual roots. Yet, the small Qingyu Sect could produce someone with five spiritual roots so easily.

Are you kidding me?

"What did I say? I didn't even say I was your father. It wasn't me who shamelessly made someone take out the spirit core for no reason," Xie Weixing said like a rogue, looking at the elder. "If you're so agitated, then dig it out and give it to them. According to her logic, you're too old to live to become an immortal and undergo tribulation anyway, so what's wrong with giving it to them? Don't be so selfish."

Song Lingyue's face flushed red: "Xie Weixing, stop trying to sow discord and misinterpret my meaning!"

"Your pig talk doesn't even need to be misinterpreted. Get lost. Others are reincarnated into the human realm to cultivate immortality, while you've plunged headlong into the animal realm to be a heartless sycophant, unable to distinguish between humans and animals. Trust your senior brother's words, you have no future. Turn back before it's too late."

Everyone was stunned by his string of insults.

[I'm dying of laughter, this guy is so asking for it!]

[What's wrong with this cannon fodder male supporting character? Were you a crosstalk comedian before you transmigrated into the book?]

[This observation room is very friendly to my breasts, I'm saving it!]

[Awesome, so awesome!]

[I've already studied this seriously. Xie Weixing, you can just keep using that handsome face to be a chatterbox. The people of Qingyu Sect don't suffer at all.]

If I were scolded like that, I would turn around and go downstairs to buy water instead of taking the stairs or the elevator.

[He fucking jumped.]

The number of online viewers for a cannon fodder character's observation room reached 3000, breaking the historical record for supporting character observation rooms and being directly featured on the recommendation page.

[Am I seeing things...? Now even the observation room for cannon fodder can be featured? Really?]

[What's going on? The popularity of the romance novel from the male protagonist's perspective next door is exactly the same as this observation room.]

[Is there a system error?]

[No mistake, I watched it from beginning to end and I can tell you that 3,000 people is already a small number. This level of popularity doesn't match the grand program that Xie's father brought us.]

Stop and look for two minutes, and you will effortlessly decode all the reasons.

Tan Suiting's temples throbbed with pain.

This person's mouth is just too... like a razor blade scraping someone, both sharp and venomous. He had never encountered anyone like this before; their aggression was even stronger than that of the giant toothed wrasse from the East China Sea.

"Xie Weixing," the elder gritted his teeth, unable to bear it any longer, but refrained from taking action out of consideration for the presence of the Feng Hua Sect's direct disciple. "You should immediately apologize to the elder and the junior brother you injured, and you may still have a chance to live."

As expected, Wen Fu twitched the corners of his lips into a smug smile.

Qingyu Sect is definitely biased towards them.

"Hmph." Song Lingyue snorted coldly, looking at Xie Weixing with an arrogant air, "Hurry up and go."

Today's prayer meeting is a gathering of all disciples and elders; there is no need for any special assembly.

"Okay, okay, I apologize," Xie Weixing raised his hands in surrender. "At your age, you don't have more than two years to live. Don't let yourself get so angry that you faint and turn into a vengeful ghost to haunt me."

Before anyone could react, he nimbly stepped onto the stage.

The members of Qingyu Sect: ?

The elder glared angrily, suddenly feeling a strong sense of foreboding: "You rebellious disciple! What do you think you're doing? Haven't you caused enough trouble?!"

Xie Weixing ignored him and made a loudspeaker spell to ensure that everyone present could hear his apology.

He cleared his throat and began to recite aloud in front of everyone.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you all big idiots."

"I'm sorry, Wen Fu. I shouldn't have said that others cultivate immortality while you cultivate the Great Compassion Temple."

"I'm sorry, Song Lingyue. I shouldn't have said that your father was a wandering ghost who came out from the mass grave to wreak havoc on the world, which is why you were born."

"I'm sorry, Su Boyu, I shouldn't have said that normal people are fed milk when they are first born, but you were fed brain-dead drugs."

The three people in the audience turned pale with anger, their fists clenched, and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.

A young man dressed in a dark, narrow-sleeved robe stood on the platform of the Qingyu Sect's prayer meeting. A crimson belt cinched his waist, outlining his slender and upright figure. His long hair was tied high behind his head with a hair ornament, swaying slightly in the wind blowing from Crimson Cloud Peak.

As he spoke, he yawned, and in front of him stood a row of elders and deacons, trembling with anger, all standing in neat rows.

He's about to tell everyone who asked him if he'd had enough of making a scene that his father hasn't even started yet.

"You...you unfilial grandson...how dare you!"

The disciples below didn't even dare to breathe, forced to retreat step by step by the pressure generated by the elder's anger.

The boy on stage seemed to have said enough. He yawned slowly, his black hair fluttering, and his smile was both dashing and wicked.

He spoke, each word crystal clear: "What kind of bastard are you? Get the hell out of here!"

[Holy crap.]

[I'm speechless with shock. Let me send him a powerful cultivation talisman with rolling thunderbolts, hoping he can live a little longer.]

[Thanks, Dad! You're awesome!]

[The cultivators, full of youthful vigor, have come with their sights set on geniuses.]

[My brother, my baby, my husband, my darling]

[Can I say this? This guy is a complete champion, even more so than many protagonists with cheat-like abilities in the observation room.]

[You know what, if he hadn't almost drooled over Tan Suiting just now, his shamelessness would really have been just like Yao Zuwen's straight man.]

[Agreed, but if this kind of personality were to be the protagonist in a male-oriented novel on Qidian, readers would probably spit out his charms. He should just stay in our female-oriented novel.]

[Yeah, it's really beneath you to be a cannon fodder male supporting character in a cheesy AI novel.]

[Whatever you want, my idol]

[Have you all forgotten that he has no cultivation or spiritual power...? Who hired these paid trolls to hype him up like this?]

[The main characters aren't fully developed yet; they'll be able to easily defeat him in the mid-game. I don't know what you guys are talking about.]

[Just because Liu Liu Liu has a lot of spittle doesn't mean he's strong. This is the first time I've ever seen such a rude male supporting character in a cultivation novel.]

[Who recommended this page...? I want to see the heartthrob being all lovey-dovey with other people, who wants to see this shameless supporting character? Just die already!]

[Please stop interfering with our Bo Yu baby's love life, okay? When will Xie Weixing go offline?]

[Later on, both the Demonic Cult's chief villain and the Senior Brother of the Dao Seeking Sect are simps of our Little Jade Boy. Just wait, they'll beat this male supporting character to a pulp in no time.]

[Who cares about the mid-game or late-game? Right now, Xie Weixing is your father, that's enough.]

[I only know that this AI novel made it onto the recommended page because of the male supporting character. Without him, it would be a completely empty and soulless fast-food work, meaningless and without any popularity.]

[Of the 5000 people in the observation room, at least 4500 are there for Xie Weixing. Nobody cares what you want to see, thank you.]

[If your precious child tries to bully someone but ends up being humiliated and about to cry, well, there's nothing you can do. It's just that your precious child is so weak-willed.]

[I'm not sure, I don't know, but I really enjoy watching my crush.]

[So what if he has no cultivation... he still beat Wen Fu, who was at the Qi Refining stage with a Thunder Spirit Root, to a pulp without any chance of fighting back.]

Is this all the support your darling has? It seems a bit too much for my baby to handle.