Xiao Fen scratched his ear in a daze, then fiercely slapped himself across the face.
Slap!
Only when the burning pain hit did he realize this was not a dream.
"You... what did you say your name was?"
His voice even cracked. "Dao Ancestor!! The Dao Ancestor I'm thinking of?"
This was even more absurd than being sent flying by a semi-truck while sitting at home on the tenth floor.
Hongjun Dao Ancestor, teacher of the Sages of the Primordial World, had actually appeared inside his mother's relic ring!
The next moment, Hongjun's figure slowly emerged from the ring.
With white hair and beard, he wore his usual serene expression, dressed in a simple Daoist robe and holding a Whisk as he smiled and stroked his beard.
"Of course. There is no need to be surprised. This old Daoist has observed you for quite some time."
"Would you be willing to establish this old Daoist's lineage in this world?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Fen bent his knees and knelt straight down, respectfully kowtowing. "This disciple greets Master!"
However, Hongjun shook his head. "You are not yet qualified to become this old Daoist's disciple. You may only become a member of my sect and establish the lineage."
Xiao Fen froze for a moment, then gave a bitter smile.
That was true. This was the teacher of the Sages. He had neither roots nor background. Even Haotian, the Supreme Jade Emperor, had merely been a Dao boy under him. What right did he have to take him as his master?
Xiao Fen suppressed the disappointment in his heart and respectfully said, "Yes, Dao Ancestor."
Hongjun nodded in satisfaction. With a flip of his hand, a pill appeared in his palm.
The pill was entirely golden, its fragrance overflowing. Just one breath