When Taoist Duobao saw Holy Mother of Fire's respectful attitude,
he chuckled as well.
"Never mind, never mind!"
"This is, after all, your own fortune. I merely offered a little guidance. Strictly speaking, it was all because of you."
"Now that you are considered a beauty renowned throughout the Primordial World, you must work even harder and cultivate more diligently from now on."
"Only then will you live up to your master's grace."
"I shall obey Master's decree!"
Holy Mother of Fire remained quite respectful.
Seeing her like this, Taoist Duobao could only shake his head and sigh again.
"Now, the great calamity of the Primordial World is approaching."
"Even saints like our master cannot escape this calamity. I fear disciples like us are in considerable danger as well."
"Everything depends on one's own fortune."
"Ah..."
It had to be said that Taoist Duobao saw things rather clearly.
One could even say that he had judged the situation accurately.
The war between the Sorcerer Race, the Human Race, and the demon race was about to begin.
Disciples of the saints like them would likely have to join the battle as well.
If they did, they probably would not gain much from it.
They might even suffer losses.
After all, although they were disciples of saints, their foundations were somewhat lacking.
Compared to the others on the rankings, they were indeed at a disadvantage.
Take the Interception Sect, known as the Myriad Immortals Assembly, for example.
Only a handful of its members had made it onto the rankings.
Taoist Duobao had made the rankings.
Zhao Gongming had made the rankings too.
The Interception Sect, which boasted of a Myriad Immortals Assembly, had only two powerful figures on the rankings.
The Chan Sect was much the same.
Guang Chengzi of the Chan