"Eldest Brother, I've entered Tusita Palace!"
A moment later, as Xu Taiping stood to one side guarding Old Daoist Huang, Ping'an's voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
Xu Taiping inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately sent Ping'an a voice transmission:
"Once Elder Huang finishes refining this island's fortune, we'll come straight up to find you."
After sending Ping'an that voice transmission, Xu Taiping turned toward Old Daoist Huang, who sat upright on a boulder.
At that moment, strands of silver thread swirled around Old Daoist Huang.
Each strand flew out of the ground or the surrounding vegetation before winding around him.
Xu Taiping, who had already learned a little about qi-reading practitioners, knew.
These silver threads were manifestations of the power of fortune.
And when Old Daoist Huang spoke of refining this isolated island's power of fortune, he did not mean taking all of it for himself.
He was merely refining all the power of fortune that had accumulated on the island.
Before long, the island's power of fortune would begin circulating again.
According to Old Daoist Huang, he valued this island's power of fortune so highly because the island had been isolated from the world for hundreds of thousands of years, and its power of fortune had likewise accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.
This was something every qi-reading practitioner dreamed of obtaining.
Rumble...
Suddenly, Xu Taiping felt the ancient island beneath him begin to tremble faintly.
Just as vigilance appeared on Xu Taiping's face, Old Daoist Huang's voice suddenly rang out:
"It's all right, Xu Taiping. This disturbance was caused by my refining this isolated island. It has nothing to do with demonic beasts."
Old Daoist Huang immediately added:
"In half an incense stick at most, I'll have completely refined the power of fortune