"The old geezer actually helped me mend the heavens?"
Watching the Boundary Wall Crack rapidly seal, Su Yuan couldn't help wearing a complicated expression.
He couldn't help wondering whether he'd actually won or lost.
Just then, Wan Chenxin's voice rang out:
"Su Yuan, don't believe any of that crap Immeasurable Tribulation Venerable told you. There's no way he can become an immortal. He was lying to you."
Su Yuan: "???"
His expression stiffened as he turned to look at Wan Chenxin.
She continued coolly:
"The first requirement for becoming an immortal is to completely refine an entire Dao that you cultivate."
"Immeasurable Tribulation Venerable cultivated the Primordial Dao. He once possessed the complete Primordial Dao for a brief time."
"But after restarting the Cultivation Era once, he worried he might not be able to resist the temptation of becoming an immortal. To prevent that from happening, he gave me thirty percent of the Primordial Dao."
"So strictly speaking, the moment I betrayed him, he lost his chance to become an immortal for good."
"Unless he was willing to abandon his cultivated Dao and choose a new one to master. But that would take a very long time, and there simply wasn't enough time."
After a pause, she said with utmost seriousness:
"So, Su Yuan, you won. Fair and square, without a drop of water added."
Su Yuan: "..."
After remaining silent for a long, long while, he let out a wry laugh and shook his head again and again.
"Looks like Old Man Wuliang was a pretty eccentric guy deep down. Even at the very end, he still tried to make me feel guilty."
As the saying went, once a man was dead, his debts died with him. The old geezer had even patched the hole in the heavens for