I’ve Become an Immortal, and You Still Want to Trade Punches with Me?

“Master, Master, why do evil people run away when they see me? Am I not kind and friendly enough? Please teach me!” “My dear disciple, you leave no evil unpunished. The one hundred and eight demonic sects and cults along the Southwestern Road were wiped out overnight. Not even the flower seeds in their back gardens, planted three years ago and yet to bloom, were spared. I won't say who did it. I have my dignity to consider!” “Master, Master, why do the experts of this world run away when they see me? Am I not strong enough, or polite enough? Please teach me!” “My good disciple, you took on the top ten experts in the world and demolished all ten of their ancestral halls in less than ten breaths, yet still gave them a chance to challenge you again. Very strong, very polite. But I have my dignity to consider!” “Master, Master, why do the beauties of this world run away when they see me too? Am I not handsome enough? You have to teach me!” “Heh heh! My dear disciple, you claimed three of the top ten spots at the Great Sheng Dynasty's Hundred Flowers Gathering, including the top three! I won't say who did it. I have my dignity to consider!” “Master, Master...” “Disciple, please spare me! I've spent my whole life doing good deeds, and yet taking you as my disciple is the one thing that makes me feel the Heavenly Dao is unjust!” “But Master, I've already become an immortal. Why are they still trading punches with me?”