Strangely enough, after making that brazen declaration, Chen Ping'an merely proceeded to ask Daoist Ding some utterly basic questions.
When had Fellow Daoist begun fasting? Before that, had his three daily meals been regular? On the path of cultivation, when had he entered each realm? Did he still remember the exact year, month, and day? What had Breathing and Exhalation, the Lesser Celestial Circuit, and the Greater Celestial Circuit been like in his different realms...
Not only was Daoist Ding left utterly bewildered, even Xie Gou could not be bothered to pretend she understood. She genuinely had no idea what her mountain lord was thinking.
If he truly wanted to spread the Dao and save others by granting them some so-called Ascension method, then even if Chen Ping'an sought another path, did he have to be this rustic?
That Genealogy Officer recorded every detail. No matter how much the white-haired boy revered Old Ancestor Yin Guan, she could not help privately criticizing him a few times. The title she had chosen for this section was fine, but wasn't the content a little too thin and bland?
After asking a whole heap of unbearably mundane details, Chen Ping'an finally asked, "Fellow Daoist Ding, have you made up your mind?"
Daoist Ding was an honest man. He asked in return, "If such an Ascension method exists, why does Mr. Chen not cultivate it himself?"
Squatting nearby, the white-haired boy nodded like a chick pecking at grain. That was a good question.
Chen Ping'an smiled. "I need to observe the Dao from the side and protect it through the process."
Xie Gou gave her mountain lord a thumbs-up. "Your words and deeds are one, and you treat people with sincerity!"
Daoist Ding said, "I've made up my mind. I'll gamble on it!"
Chen