His tone was calm, yet his words struck like thunder.
Patriarch Bodhi felt as though his head had exploded. He raised his head blankly to look at Ling Xiao and Tian Boxun, his blood rushing to his head as an indescribable emotion lodged in his throat and drowned him.
Was Great Emperor of East Pole Qinghua actually serious?
"Surely there is nothing wrong with my ears?"
"Great Emperor of East Pole Qinghua, do you truly believe that, with my aptitude and virtue, I can bear the position of a Heavenly Dao Sage?"
A mixture of panic and excitement appeared on Patriarch Bodhi's face as he sought confirmation from Ling Xiao.
All beneath Sages were ants!
Given the chance, which of the great beings would not wish to attain the Dao and become a Sage?
"Didn't Dao Friend Bodhi say he was unwilling? There seems to be little point in asking that now."
Ling Xiao looked at his nose, his nose at his heart, and suppressed his laughter as he spoke.
Patriarch Bodhi had always possessed a firm Dao Heart and an indifferent temperament. Seeing him lose his composure before the position of Heavenly Dao Sage made the corners of Ling Xiao's mouth nearly reach his ears.
Hearing this, Patriarch Bodhi hurriedly vowed, "Great Emperor of East Pole Qinghua, I failed to recognize your vast magnanimity and far-reaching plans earlier. I was too timid and failed to understand your intentions."
"Great Emperor of East Pole Qinghua, Emperor Fengdu, let us go inside my abode and have a proper talk. To be honest, I truly wish to improve. I dream of attaining the Dao and becoming a Sage."
"With merely late-stage Quasi-Sage cultivation, I am unworthy of the title Patriarch..."
He beat his chest and stamped his feet, every word ringing with