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"": "Luo Bin's eyelid twitched.
Wasn't the Tomb Guardian talking about the Emotion Flower Fruit? Fourth Master Gray had meant the same thing.
"I know there's a difference between passive and active," the Tomb Guardian spoke again. "But how could I count as a person? I am the past of Primordial Calculation. You merely accepted that past."
"Eat him, Little Luo! He's already invited you. Think about it-fully perfected Primordial Calculation! Would you still need to run all over the place learning things? Even if you couldn't reach heaven in a single step, you'd be right at its edge. What an opportunity! Didn't Little Gold eat Old Gold too?" Fourth Master Gray kept squeaking, then added, "Among the Immortal Creatures, Old Immortals pass down their powers and arts too. They give the inner cores they've cultivated to the next generation, saving them decades of wrong turns."
"Oh, right, didn't Dai Zhixiong dig out a Pill from a Black Granny?"
"Just think of him as a Pill and eat him."
Fourth Master Gray kept urging him on.
Luo Bin still said nothing.
He merely gave the Tomb Guardian another long, searching look, then turned and headed back the way he had come.
"Squeak, squeak?" Fourth Master Gray seemed utterly bewildered.
"What's wrong, Little Luo? Have you come down with something serious? Why are you leaving?"
For a while, Luo Bin did not answer Fourth Master Gray.
By the time he had walked a considerable distance, the Chief Seat Deity had long since returned to his body.
There was no one around, and when he looked back, the Tomb Guardian was nowhere in sight.
Only then did Luo Bin raise a finger to his lips, signaling for silence.
Fourth Master Gray quieted down a little.
"An overt scheme,"