Ji Dian's voice was not loud, yet it seemed to pierce through the barriers of time and space, reaching everyone's ears with perfect clarity.
His gaze toward Fu Yanjie was filled with admiration and expectation. "Even Damo in his prime probably wouldn't compare to your current strength! You have entered the Dao through martial arts. Take one more step, and you will reach the realm of an Immortal of the Land. By then, your Magic Power will be boundless and your divine abilities vast. You will be no different from a true immortal, and with a single decree, you can ascend to Heaven and become a god!"
Ji Dian believed Fu Yanjie had most likely come for this very reason.
That was easy enough. He dared to guarantee it: once he won his bet against those gods and returned to Heaven, he could use his authority as the Dragon-Subduing Arhat to open a back door for Fu Yanjie. Even if Fu Yanjie had not yet entered the realm of an Immortal of the Land, it would not matter.
He could first guard the gates of Spirit Mountain for a few years. After all, one day in Heaven was one year on earth. Spirit Mountain would only need a few days before Fu Yanjie accumulated enough merit to become a true immortal.
As for whether he became a Bhikshu, Bhikshuni, Upasaka, or Upasika afterward, that would depend on his own fortune.
If Fu Yanjie was unwilling to go to Spirit Mountain, Heavenly Court was also a good choice. It was simply far more competitive there, making it difficult to get by.
Like the man himself, this punch was fierce and fearless, surging down in a tidal sweep. Wherever the fist wind passed, the air seemed to ignite from friction, erupting into