Despite Old Ancestor Hongjun's scolding, Beichen didn't stop what he was doing. He kept fanning at his nose.
It was as if Old Ancestor Hongjun's words stank.
The awful smell quickly spread toward the seats behind Beichen as he fanned.
"Um, Old Ancestor Hongjun, I think you've misunderstood me. I wasn't treating your lecture on the Dao like a fart. It's just that this fart really stinks!"
"What did you say?"
Old Ancestor Hongjun's face turned red. He was nearly redder than Hong Yun.
"Master, the Mysterious Turtle is just trying to stir things up!" Primordial Lord of Heaven stood in the front row. He couldn't smell any stench, so he sneered, "He means he wasn't treating the Dao you lectured on like a fart. He means the Dao you lectured on is a fart!"
"Outrageous!"
Old Ancestor Hongjun was furious. He had never been this angry before.
"Ahem, Master, please calm down. That's not what this disciple meant. I didn't—It was the Mysterious Turtle who said that!"
"North Sea Black Tortoise, get out of Zixiao Palace!" Old Ancestor Hongjun shouted.
"Dao Ancestor, you're this furious over a fart? Isn't that a bit undignified?"
Beichen exhaled a Great Dao Law, dispersing Hong Yun's fart. His expression grew calm.
"Leaving the fart aside, I really can't agree with what Dao Ancestor Hongjun said about the Dao!"
Hongjun forcibly suppressed his anger and stared blankly at Beichen, waiting to hear what other outrageous things he had to say.
Beichen sighed. "Who says the path of becoming a Saint through the Laws can't be walked? It's only that Dao Ancestor Hongjun couldn't walk it. That doesn't mean nobody else can! So..."
Before he could finish, Grand Pure Lord of Morality interrupted him. "So you're saying my master is full of shit!"
"No..." Beichen