Lin Xuan smiled.
"Option Three? Tongtian?"
"Tsk!"
"So what if he doesn't show up? It's not like I care!"
"As long as my roots are extraordinary, it's obvious I should take Taiqing and Yuanshi as my masters..."
"That's way better!"
Then,
all that remained was to wait.
To wait for Taiqing and Yuanshi to appear.
Before long,
with the system's prompt,
two cultivators with an otherworldly air appeared nearby.
One was an old man, the other a middle-aged man.
Only the young man was missing.
The distinction was so obvious
that it was hard not to recognize them.
At once,
Lin Xuan froze.
What was going on?
There really were only two?
At any other time, he would've thought it over carefully, but now there was no time to dwell on it.
Lin Xuan knew the "plot."
The Innate Gourds would later be divided among the various Innate Gods.
If he couldn't take human form soon and successfully become someone's disciple,
something might go wrong.
So,
the sooner he took human form,
the better.
As for whether he could become someone's disciple...
Was there even any need to wonder?
With his extraordinary roots, over ten million years of cultivation, and the Hongmeng Sutra under his belt,
becoming a disciple was
sure to be easy, right?
"Even if I don't join the Interception Sect, it doesn't matter."
"Once I cultivate the Great Dao..."
"Forget the Three Skies—even Nüwa and Houtu will have to do as I say!"
"Now that's the life!"
"Hahaha!"
Then,
this Transmigrator stirred his thoughts, summoned a Thunder Tribulation, and prepared to take human form.
In an instant,
Taiqing and Yuanshi, who had just arrived, couldn't help but pause.
"Elder Brother!"
"Among the places of opportunity we sensed, there's a cultivator taking human form?"
"He seems..."
"rather extraordinary!"