"Senior, keep your eyes on the road and your hands to yourself. We're both grown men—what's the point of feeling each other up?" I teased as I escaped the pursuit.
Sure enough, the old man was still a straight man. He immediately coughed and stopped. "You brat, you're practically made of secrets! Not only do you possess an innate Two Modes spiritual root, you also have a mutated poison-element spiritual root and are immune to all poisons. You're practically defying the heavens! Tell me, how exactly did you manage that?!"
"Heh heh, interested in chatting with me now?" I said cheerfully.
"Cough. Brat, you couldn't be the reincarnation of some ancient monster, could you? There are those in this world who possess innate knowledge. Could you be one of them?" The old man suddenly seemed to realize something.
I sneered. "The fact that you can think of that means you're not entirely ignorant. Since that's the case, there's no harm in discussing it with you. Let's find somewhere quiet. This desolate wilderness really isn't a place for discussing the Dao."
The old man glanced around, pointed toward one of the mountain peaks, and said, "Go there! Transcendent Immortal Mountain."
"Transcendent Immortal Mountain? The name certainly carries profound meaning. You chose this mountain because you want me to help you transcend, didn't you? Fine, I'll help you transcend!" I laughed heartily before stepping through the air toward Transcendent Immortal Mountain.
The old man looked deeply annoyed. He spat and said, "Do I need you to help me transcend? If I hadn't yet brought the Two Modes Heaven and Earth spiritual root into perfect balance, I would have reached Central Origin Continent long ago!"
Before long, the two of us were standing atop the Transcendent Immortal Mountain the old man had mentioned.