In response to Treasure Turtle Daoist's words, Li Qiye gently shook his head. "You're mistaken," he said. "To be precise, the Yin Yang Pool came first, and only then did your Qianli River and this paradise, the Thousand Carp Lake, come to be—all relying on the Yin Yang Pool. Moreover, the Yin Yang Pool does not belong to your Qianli River. Does the Sect Leader understand?"
Treasure Turtle Daoist had always been rather partial to Li Qiye, but his words today infuriated him. Though he maintained the dignity befitting a sect leader, he couldn't help but say with a hint of anger, "Young Master Li, then please, do tell. If the Yin Yang Pool doesn't belong to the Qianli River, who does it belong to?"
"Me." Li Qiye pointed to himself. "Let me be frank with you, Sect Leader. The Yin Yang Pool belongs to no one but me. As for that place you mentioned, only I am permitted entry. No one else gets in unless I give the word!"
