What Did You Even Make?

Bai Ze's eyes shimmered with the light of wisdom.

Ever since Daoist Burning Lamp had arrived on Blue Planet, he had gained a new source of amusement.

Given the "friendship" between Fairy Qingqing and Daoist Burning Lamp, he had thought the fairy might suddenly get the whim to seek Burning Lamp out and discuss divine abilities with him. To his surprise, she had no intention whatsoever of disturbing him.

Daoist Burning Lamp was rather tactful as well. He quietly found a place and began constructing Spirit Mountain on his own. Before long, he was astonished to discover that Spirit Mountain was actually nearly complete.

He immediately reported this news to Fairy Qingqing, wanting to see what she thought of Daoist Burning Lamp being able to build Spirit Mountain so quickly.

"Oh, I thought he would be even faster. At this pace, it should count as slow, shouldn't it?"

Bai Ze was genuinely rather surprised to hear the fairy assess Burning Lamp, who had repeatedly lost at her hands, in such a manner.

He had assumed that, in Fairy Qingqing's eyes, Daoist Burning Lamp was merely some nobody by the roadside.

Daoist Burning Lamp could use the twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls to construct the Twenty-Four Heavens. Spirit Mountain could never be larger in scale than the Twenty-Four Heavens, so naturally, building it with ease was only to be expected.

Zhou Qingqing glanced at Bai Ze. "Daoist Burning Lamp is, after all, a disciple of the Western Sect and one of the former Purple Cloud Red Dust Guests. Don't underestimate him."

"This time, by constructing Spirit Mountain, he might even sever his past self. You probably haven't seen the Western Sect's corpse severance before, so take this chance to observe it properly."

Past self.

Bai Ze's heart stirred.

Could Fairy Qingqing really