Five Dragons Sea Region, Golden Lotus Island.
Inside a secret chamber, Guangdong Ren lay on the floor, belly up, his eyes half-closed as he snored.
With every breath he drew and released, his pale belly continually shrank and swelled, looking rather comical.
Not far away stood a Red Cauldron over ten feet tall, empty within.
Several dozen Sound Transmission Talismans floated in midair, utterly motionless.
After a while, Guangdong Ren opened his eyes. He yawned, got to his feet, and stretched lazily.
"Now that was comfortable. I wonder how long I slept."
Guangdong Ren muttered to himself. The cultivation art he practiced was rather peculiar—aside from eating, all he did was sleep.
With one hand, he beckoned at the Sound Transmission Talismans. They flew toward him one after another. He checked every talisman's contents; most had been sent by Wang Qingqing, informing him that Nascent Soul Cultivators had come to visit.
He took out a Message Disk and sent a Hand Seal into it. "Qingqing, were there any problems at the Market while I was cultivating?"
"Reporting to Grandmaster, there were none. A few seniors wished to visit you, but you did not respond, so this disciple did not dare disturb you. Hm? Father, why are you here?"
Hearing this, Guangdong Ren rolled his neck and said with a smile, "Your father is here? This old man will come find you two!"
Wang Changsheng's voice suddenly rang out. "No need, Master. I'll come to you. How could we make you come looking for us?"
"Very well. Then this old man shall wait for you at my residence."
Guangdong Ren did not decline. He put away the Message Disk and muttered to himself, "Looks like that boy needs me to do something again. Otherwise, he wouldn't call me Master."
Before long,