Gu Lisheng was stunned and pleaded repeatedly.
His splendid robes dragged across the floor, showing just how low he had humbled himself.
As an Immortal Court prince, he naturally knew how to treat such an old statesman.
But who could have known—
Chen Xun simply did not buy it. He flicked his sleeve, turned away, strode over, and took his seat at the head of the hall, giving Gu Lisheng a meaningful look.
Gu Lisheng seemed to understand!
"Grandpa Fu, the Immortal Court has endured three hundred thousand vast years. The old ministers have passed away one after another, and now our Immortal Court commands a hundred..."
What he understood was that Chen Xun had remained aloof from worldly affairs for many years. Thus, in the center of the grand hall, he began analyzing the state of heaven and earth for him. Such information about the Immortal Court was a great secret wherever it was found.
Gu Lisheng spoke with eloquence, pointing out the state of the world, yet Chen Xun's expression only grew more impatient.
After a long while.
He finally realized that something was amiss. Grandpa Fu seemed rather uninterested in the Immortal Court's grand situation.
Gu Lisheng's brows sank as he pondered bitterly within. He knew it would not be easy to invite this ancient exalted one, so he still had to move him with emotion and enlighten him with reason. Best of all would be to invoke the State Religion's legacy.
Bang...
Chen Xun lightly patted the armrest. The echo resounding through the hall made Gu Lisheng's expression jolt.
"Prince Gu, after so many years, you come to see this Dao Ancestor empty-handed?!"
"Hm?"
Gu Lisheng's immortal consciousness was as though struck by thunder from the Nine Heavens. His pupils contracted slightly as memories from back