Bixiao was not annoyed by Zhao Gongming's soft rebuke. She merely giggled and took two steps back, clasping her hands behind her back as she tilted her head at him.
"How is it different?"
"Haven't none of us attained the Dao yet?"
Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes at her again.
This lazy girl... Other than being a little more enthusiastic when teasing monkeys, she was listless the rest of the time, with not the slightest bit of attention devoted to cultivation.
She had merely happened to live in the great age of Primordial Origin.
And muddled her way into becoming a Quasi-Saint!
Even so...
Bixiao was already satisfied.
She even said with complete conviction:
"What's the rush? Elder Brother and Second Sister haven't attained the Dao yet. How could it be my turn?"
She certainly had a good mindset.
But hearing those words, Zhao Gongming nearly spat blood. Yet he could not bring himself to do anything to his mischievous Third Sister, so he could only roll his eyes at her.
Zhao Gongming ignored Bixiao and sat upright within the God of Wealth's Palace. His eyes half-closed as though dozing, he slowly shut them... and continued cultivating.
Although spiritual energy was scarce now...
He still had to cultivate!
His teacher had said that Zhao Gongming possessed the potential to attain the Dao. There was no reason for his teacher's words to be right about everything, only to fail when it came to Zhao Gongming, was there?
At this moment, Zhao Gongming had yet to see the truth. His thoughts remained fixed on his own path of cultivation, and he had no idea that his chance to attain the Dao did not lie there, but within the Divine Dao...
Someone else noticed it instead.
It was Haotian, who had returned from