I'm Fifty-Fifty-Are My Parents Still Around?

Since they had not arrived yet, the Three Pure Ones and Sect Master Tongtian were waiting here.

Five Saints, and that was it?

The Tongtian from the Prehistoric World and the Tongtian from Investiture of the Gods had fought until neither could recognize the other's mother!

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation could only be broken by four Saints—are you kidding me? And there were two Zhu Xian Sword Formations! Were you feeling nervous yet? Come back when you've gathered eight people before you start talking!

Inside the Chat Group.

Most Beautiful Young Master Bin: Looks like we don't need to leave. Wouldn't it be better to stand here and watch the show?

Xiao Yan: Old Wu, you're recklessly testing the limits of death, and you've even crossed the line and danced a song of heartbreaking sorrow!

Su Yuxi: Why are you saying Old Wu is seeking death? The Three Pure Ones shouldn't do anything to us, right?

Human Emperor Di Xin: I heard Primordial Heavenly Venerate dislikes juniors with scales, feathers, wet fur, eggs, or poor bloodlines. What do you think... is your bloodline noble?

"Enough. This Primordial Heavenly Venerate isn't the Primordial Heavenly Venerate from Investiture of the Gods." Chen Tian smiled. Because of the Mother-Child System, Yuanshi of the Prehistoric World had issued small missions from time to time throughout all these years. Although he still disliked those with scales and feathers, it was no longer that serious.

In short, Chen Tian had successfully reformed him!

"I devoured the Dao Protector and Qin Wutian. The two Saints should be able to enter the Saint Realm... But what then? Do I keep cultivating? I'm not some cultivation fanatic..." Chen Tian sat atop the Primal Chaos Stubborn Stone and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he thought of something and asked inwardly,