"Old Man, you didn't just come to help me break through, did you?" Gu Xingzhi asked, scanning the Mad Old Man, who was stroking his beard and smiling at him with a puzzled look.
"That's right. I came here precisely to help you break through," he said bluntly.
"No, but did you really have to be so mysterious about it?" Gu Xingzhi looked speechless.
"I see that after comprehending the Primordial Unity Saint Realm, young friend, you don't seem very willing?"
"Shall I take it back, then?"
The Old Man raised a hand, making as if to revoke Gu Xingzhi's Primordial Unity Saint Realm.
Gu Xingzhi immediately stopped him and rolled his eyes.
Seriously, how could cultivation be taken back after advancing?
The Mad Old Man shook his head and smiled.
He sat back down beside the table, waved a hand to pour himself a cup of tea, then raised it and took a sip.
"Ah... fine tea!" He looked utterly content.
Gu Xingzhi returned to his seat opposite him, his gaze fixed on the Mad Old Man. He always felt that the Old Man had something else to say.
After a long while, he spoke again.
"Old Man, quit beating around the bush. Spit it out!"
Based on what Gu Xingzhi knew of the Mad Old Man, he should have vanished after Gu Xingzhi advanced to the Primordial Unity Saint Realm.
Yet he was still calmly sitting here, savoring fine tea. There had to be something important left to do.
The Old Man set down his teacup and stroked his beard again, suddenly becoming very serious.
"Young friend, it is time for you to undergo World Shifting."
"World Shifting? What does that mean?" Gu Xingzhi frowned.
The Mad Old Man stood again, looked up at the heavens, and stood