A Social Butterfly Already

Lu Ren glanced at the meditation cushion beneath Tathagata. "This was transformed from your 36th Grade Buddha Platform Golden Lotus, wasn't it? You've truly surprised me. You actually reached the Mid Celestial Immortal realm. How long has it been?"

Lu Ren was genuinely astonished. Tathagata had merely sat motionless atop Hanging Mountain, yet he had somehow entered the Mid Celestial Immortal realm alive and well. It was truly unbelievable.

Lu Ren had made inquiries before. Aside from the Jade Emperor occasionally descending from the Cloud Sea, Tathagata was basically a complete shut-in. Over the past three or four years, he had scarcely stepped outside, cultivating diligently within this house.

Seeing Lu Ren still standing outside, Tathagata's face showed a trace of inscrutable meaning. His expression remained elegant and calm, utterly composed. "The door is open. Aren't you coming in?"

Lu Ren smiled faintly and entered the courtyard with his hands behind his back. The moment his heel touched the ground, the door behind him silently shut. He glanced back from the corner of his eye but paid it little heed.

They were both at the Mid Celestial Immortal level. Even if Tathagata used his Dao Fruit to achieve ultimate sublimation and temporarily regained the strength of a peak Celestial Immortal, Lu Ren would not feel the slightest fear.

As for this spatial expansion of the Xumi Mustard Seed Technique, if he restored his Witch God body, with a physical density comparable to a neutron star, even a slight movement would instantly collapse and utterly destroy this Xumi Mustard Seed space.

Now that no one else was present, Tathagata dropped the solemn, precious look from his face. He sprang to his feet and cursed furiously, "Lu Ren, are you done playing around? Since you don't want to join us, then we