The Dao Venerable's Might Has Not Diminished Through The Years

"Daddy, your horse is really full of itself."

Jin Ling Dragon said to Ling Xiao in a sweet, delicate voice.

"It has nothing to do with me. It's all in its nature." Ling Xiao hurriedly distanced himself from it. Otherwise, anyone who did not know better might think he had taught it that way—corrupting the child and all.

"Of course. No matter how full of itself it is, it can't compare to Daddy. Its bearing is not even one ten-thousandth of yours." Jin Ling Dragon said with a giggle. Her flowing golden hair scattered a faint radiance, and as she stood there, she looked like a little angel.

"Stop right there! Mine was out of necessity. It's deliberately showing off. The nature of it is different."

Ling Xiao coughed lightly and said with a straight face.

At that moment, after hearing Netherworld Heavenly Horse's words, Mosquito Daoist froze for a moment before finally coming to his senses. With a thud, he dropped to his knees in the void and frantically kowtowed to Ling Xiao.

"Dao Venerable! Spare my life! This little mosquito was muddleheaded for a moment. After my cultivation soared by leaps and bounds, I was invaded by the Heart Demon and lost my mind.

I beg the Dao Venerable to be magnanimous, your great love boundless, and spare this lowly one's life!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Though there was nothing at all in the void, his kowtows rang out like heavenly drums being beaten.

Mosquito Daoist had completely surrendered. Never mind what Ling Xiao's cultivation level was—even his mount was more than he could defeat. If he kept fighting to the bitter end, there was only a dead end waiting for him.

A true man could bend and stretch. As for things like propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame, he