Lingbao Tianzun left the Zixiao Palace in trepidation, still shaken by Beichen's kick.
That kick had nearly scattered his Primordial Spirit, making him feel like an immortal cast down into the Nine Hells!
After all, he was a Quasi-Saint powerhouse. He couldn't understand how he hadn't even been able to withstand a kick from that Mysterious Turtle.
Fortunately, his master, Old Ancestor Hongjun, had kept reassuring him, allowing Lingbao Tianzun to steady his Dao Heart. Otherwise, damage to his Dao Heart would affect his chances of attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint in the future!
"Why does it feel like Master deliberately set me up by taking me as a disciple this time?"
Lingbao Tianzun couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"If Master summons me again, I'll have to humor him and make excuses. There's nothing worthwhile to gain in the Zixiao Palace now. If he calls for me again, I'll just pretend I didn't hear!"
"The seven fruits of the Primordial Gourd Vine will soon be born. I should go collect them!"
In the Zixiao Palace, after reassuring Lingbao Tianzun, Old Ancestor Hongjun murmured to himself.
After a brief calculation, he saw that the seven gourds weren't ripe yet, so Old Ancestor Hongjun put the matter out of his mind and waited for the right moment.
Old Ancestor Hongjun sat cross-legged in the Zixiao Palace, his eyes half-closed as he began to doze. "A short nap of fifty years should be just right. The seven fruits of the gourd vine will be ripe by then. I'll collect them and distribute the treasures later!"
Amid the clouds of the primordial world, Beichen looked up toward the Eye of Heaven's Dao and said gravely, "The laws of Heaven and Earth fill my body; even Heaven's Dao shall be veiled