"Good apprentice, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run a household."
"You'll understand once you're sitting in my seat."
The Heavenly Emperor had no idea what was going through Mu Chen's head. After a few brief words, he changed the subject. "Your foundation is complete, and your aura is perfectly rounded. It's time for you to enter the Heavenly Sovereign Realm."
"Are you facing any difficulties that require your master's guidance?"
"Please give me one month, Master. I'll break through the bottleneck to the Heavenly Sovereign Realm."
Mu Chen shook his head, brimming with confidence.
His foundation was incomparably solid. He only needed one retreat to advance smoothly into the Heavenly Sovereign Realm.
If he still needed the Heavenly Emperor's help just to make an ordinary breakthrough, he might as well slit his own throat now. How could he ever have the confidence to master the heavens and reach the supreme heights?
"Excellent."
"Also, your senior sister, Mandala..."
The white-robed Heavenly Emperor greatly admired his disciple's dauntless spirit.
"Master, you've got it all wrong. I have nothing but the affection of a fellow disciple for Senior Sister. I have no other thoughts about her."
"Please don't try to match Senior Sister Mandala and me. Don't force us together."
The Daoist Sect's Supreme had barely begun speaking when he saw Mu Chen wave his hands in alarm.
The Master of the Heavenly Palace: "..."
Why did their Young Palace Master look so terribly shaken?
The main reason was that, during his trip to the Saint Abyss Continent, his mother's elder sister—the Qing Branch elder, Qing Xuan, his Aunt Xuan—had insisted on arranging a marriage between him and Qing Shuang, the Qing Branch Heavenly Maiden.
It was all the same old talk: "Leave an heir to inherit