Fang Xiao rarely waved a hand at Wuji's request, declining it.
"There's no need to rush cultivation too much. After all, there's still some time before that man passes away."
"Listen to that. Does that sound like something a human would say?
You've reached the Integrated Body Peak Stage yourself, only one step away from the Mahayana Stage.
But when it comes to me, suddenly there's no need to hurry?"
Wuji showed not the slightest regard for Fang Xiao's dignity as the original body, spitting on the spot as he retorted.
Faced with such an attitude, Fang Xiao was not angered, merely replying calmly.
"What's the rush? It's not like I said I wouldn't help you cultivate.
It's just that you've been in seclusion for so long—shouldn't you go out and show your face?
Besides, I'd also like to meet that man."
The person Fang Xiao referred to was naturally Zhang Tiansheng, the Dao Sect's Mahayana cultivator.
There had been reasons why he had been unwilling to meet him earlier.
On one hand, he did not wish to get involved in the Dao Sect's affairs.
Setting aside the Yin-Yang Mark, if not for the Yin-Yang Great Dao Song, he would not even have sent the Yin-Yang Incarnation to the Yin Yang Domain.
On the other hand, Fang Xiao knew full well that equal exchanges were often built upon equal strength.
At the time, there had been an enormous gap between his cultivation and Zhang Tiansheng's. Aside from lacking sufficient weight, he was naturally somewhat wary of him.
After all, he had never been in the habit of entrusting his own safety to the goodwill of others.
But now, although Fang Xiao had yet to advance to the Mahayana Stage, he believed he already possessed strength capable of matching a Mahayana