Thirteen Heavens.
A hundred years later, Gao Xian saw Sister Bai again. She was still exactly the same, without the slightest change.
Gao Xian respectfully and earnestly asked, "Senior, may I leave my name upon the Nine Provinces Cauldron?"
Bai Yujing replied blandly, "That is difficult to say."
"Ah?"
Gao Xian's expression darkened slightly. It was not as though he would pull a long face at Bai Yujing, but this news was truly hard for him to accept.
When he said hundreds of millions, he had actually understated the number.
The Demon Race alone that he had slain numbered in the hundreds of millions. Had those demons not died, who knew how many humans they would have killed.
Throughout all the ages, counting every cultivator who had ever lived, who had saved so many people?!
If even that was not enough, then no one would be enough!
Gao Xian composed himself and said, "This junior is dull-witted. I ask Senior to speak plainly."
"The Nine Provinces Cauldron is the central divine artifact of the Nine Provinces Dharma Domain. You know very well just how vast the Nine Provinces are."
Bai Yujing said evenly, "Over the past century, the good deeds you have accumulated have extended only across Ming Province. How could you gain the Nine Provinces Cauldron's recognition?"
It sounded perfectly reasonable.
Ming Province was merely one of the Nine Provinces. Not to mention that his footsteps had not even covered all of Ming Province.
Yet Ming Province alone had taken him a hundred years. Even if each of the other eight provinces took only a hundred years, that would still be eight hundred years.
Given his lifespan, another eight hundred years of toil was nothing. But with heaven and earth undergoing such upheaval, who knew what things would be