Above the Hall of High Heavens.
Watching Haotian's grief-stricken expression, Zhao Gongming found it increasingly amusing, yet he could not laugh and had to force himself to hold it in.
Just then.
Bixiao behind him also let out a soft sigh.
"Ah..."
"Why is Dao Ancestor Hongjun being so stingy? I haven't even had the chance to draw on my brother's share yet!"
How much merit could little Bixiao possibly borrow?
And he was unwilling to spare even that!
Bixiao's words reached Haotian's ears, making the corner of his mouth twitch once more as his mood grew even more sullen.
They said that crying children got milk.
But once Dao Ancestor Hongjun's interests were involved, it did not matter how hard Haotian cried. He could hardly ask Dao Ancestor Hongjun to squeeze something out of his own mouth for Haotian, could he?
He looked again at Queen Mother of the West.
Once Queen Mother of the West attained the Dao, with Zhao Gongming and the Three Heavens assisting her, his days in the Heavenly Court would become even harder!
Dao Ancestor Hongjun had sent him to govern the Heavenly Court...
Not to serve as a mere seal.
What was he supposed to do next?
Haotian was deeply troubled.
As the vast amount of merit was refined, driven by such immense Heavenly Dao merit and bolstered by Wu Tian's Martial Dao Fortune, insights continuously surged forth within Queen Mother of the West!
At last, she reached a threshold.
Boom!
Her aura suddenly erupted.
Within Queen Mother of the West's divine soul, her comprehension of the Path of Immortality and her comprehension of the Martial Dao completely fused... smooth and seamless, with not the slightest obstruction remaining!
The mana around her body became perfectly harmonious.
Her primordial spirit, too, became one with