The pangolin Iron Ball still could not grow any bigger.
With half an Ant Leg clamped in his mouth, he traveled along at ease on paths formed by tree trunks. Sunlight filtered through the dense Branches and Leaves, scattering threads of gold. Colorful little mushrooms and slick green moss dotted the way; there were lakes and waterfalls in the tree. Iron Ball was both envious and awestruck. The ancient tree was a true primordial deity.
Though it was occasionally a little silly and adorable, an ancient god was still an ancient god.
He greeted the familiar Snake Demon Elves living in the tree and slowly climbed to the highest canopy.
"Boss Mu, I'm here."
At home wherever he went, he sat down on a wooden stump and drank tea.
While Mu was not looking, he secretly tossed a handful of dried ants into the Tea Leaves. His eyes narrowed into slits, joy welling up from the bottom of his heart.
Mu turned around and saw Iron Ball holding his teacup, repeatedly drawing in breaths. He sucked hard several times, then shut his eyes and let out a long breath. He repeated this several times until he had drained the tea. He was very practiced at it...
"Iron Ball, your cultivation has reached its ultimate limit. You can break through at any time. On the sixth day of next month, undergo your tribulation and ascend."
"Pfft..."
Ant-flavored tea sprayed all over the table.
By reflex, Iron Ball picked up the dried ants and stuffed them into his mouth.
"So soon? Fine by me. I'll go to the Immortal Realm and tag along with Boss Bai."
"When you reach the Immortal Realm, you must tell Little White that the changes in Dragon Sleep World cannot be delayed for long. Rest assured. You