Ming He cared even less about the Asura Race's reputation.
The Asura Religion, which took the slaughter of Heaven, Earth, and all living beings as its doctrine, had never enjoyed a good reputation in the Primordial Wilderness. It was practically something outsiders avoided at all costs.
The very mention of "Asura" brought the stench of blood and slaughter to mind.
Ming He had never cared about such things. In his eyes, the judgments of the world were nothing more than floating dust.
Bei Ming's expression remained calm. He raised a hand lightly, drew the Earth Book into his grasp, and with a thought, refined it completely.
Although the Earth Book was rather severely damaged, it could recover with proper nurturing.
Once he had sent off Reincarnation Old Ancestor and Ming He, he could study it properly.
The thought flashed through his mind, but Bei Ming revealed nothing on his face.
"Two Fellow Daoists, there is no need for formalities. Please take your seats at the Guest seats."
Reincarnation Old Ancestor and Ming He each slowly took their seats.
Guest seats had been arranged within the hall, made of Green Jade and lingering with Spiritual energy.
Reincarnation Old Ancestor took the seat of honor, while Ming He sat below him.
They appeared calm on the surface, but unease churned within both of them.
Dao-Proving and Transcendence were of utmost importance. Neither could afford to relax.
Reincarnation Old Ancestor glanced sideways at Ming He, then spoke first.
"Wen Zu, now that the Earth Book is in our hands, our plan has taken its first step. Poor Daoist offers my congratulations."
Ming He's gaze shifted between Bei Ming and Reincarnation Old Ancestor.
His posture was respectful, but his heart was in turmoil.
Ming He did not know the details of their plan.
Previously,