Merely a Plaything Refined in Leisure!!!

"Disciple, since you have reached the gate, come inside."

A quiet, tranquil voice drifted out from within the daoist grounds.

At the sound of it, delight instantly welled up on Shen Gongbao's face, and the heavy stone in his heart abruptly fell away.

When he had come calling this time, he had already prepared himself to return empty-handed.

Since taking a master and cultivating the Dao, he had rarely seen Master Thunder Marsh's true form.

In the past, he had rushed to Thunder Marsh's daoist grounds several times seeking an audience, only to be blocked by the formations and receive not the slightest response.

Had this matter not possibly concerned his own path of cultivation and tribulation fate, he would never have dared disturb him so rashly.

Unexpectedly, this time, his master had actually answered and summoned him.

As the words fell, the layers upon layers of restrictive formations barring Shen Gongbao's way slowly dissolved. Amid the flowing Spirit Light, a clear passage opened toward the depths of the cave abode.

Shen Gongbao did not dare hesitate. With a flash of his figure, he stepped straight into the cave abode.

Yet the moment he entered, he froze. His body halted where it was, his eyes filled with shock.

At the very center of the cave dwelling, his master, Thunder Marsh, was actually seated beneath two figures who looked like child attendants.

The two children appeared young, with plain and elegant features, yet Thunder Marsh—a dignified Great Being—was treating them with such humility, observing the etiquette of a junior.

Alarm surged through Shen Gongbao's heart. He immediately reined in his aura, lowered his gaze, and did not dare make the slightest attempt to pry.

He understood this well: in the Primordial Wilderness, one never judged cultivation by appearance. Many ancient Great