Merit protected its bearer; all evils kept their distance!
Once sacred virtue appeared, demons and devils trembled in fear!
Daoquanzi was neither evil nor demonic. He hailed from Yingzhou Immortal Island among the Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea, a legitimate disciple of the daoist school and a Golden Core Elder of the Yingzhou Immortal Sect.
But... even he could not bear a bow from "a man of virtue."
Although merit and sacred virtue posed little threat to Daoquanzi, accepting that bow would damage his fortune and diminish his merit.
This world had heavenly tribulations!
The Three Disasters and Nine Tribulations—every single trial was a near-death ordeal. Countless senior experts throughout the cultivation world had fallen beneath heavenly tribulations, ultimately dying and having their Dao dissipate.
Accepting a bow from "a man of virtue" would harm his fortune and merit, making his tribulations even more dangerous.
"What a loss! What a huge loss!"
Daoquanzi felt utterly miserable. Was it really such a crime to put on the airs of an immortal master? To be too lazy to bother with ordinary people? To show off a little? Did they have to screw him over like this?
What was more, no matter how upset he was, he could not vent it!
They had respectfully offered him incense. That was an expression of reverence. If he could not accept it, that was his own problem. Could he blame them for it?
"No choice. I can only meet him. If his aptitude is decent, guiding him into the immortal path will also count as a deed of merit. At least it can make up for some of my losses."
Daoquanzi waved a hand, and a glimmer flashed. His unkempt, slovenly appearance instantly transformed into one of ethereal refinement, with the bearing of an