Did he have a Small World on hand that could undergo ascension?
A look of surprise appeared not only on Zheng Qing's and the Yellow Calico Cat's faces; even in the directions where Old Yao and Old Madam of Zhong Mountain were stationed at the other two nodes of the array, the array light flickered faintly.
The two of them simply had no interest in joining the bargaining between Cat and Mouse.
That did not mean they could not hear the conversation over here.
For Legendaries, "what is seen is what is known" was not some empty flattery, but a genuine ability. The only difference was whether the Legendaries had any interest in casting their gaze toward places "within their reach." As it happened, this starfield where Xuanhuang Small World was ascending was unusually empty, and the Rat Immortal, the Yellow Calico Cat, the Black Cat, and Zheng Qing's several thoughts and shadows had gathered together one after another, so it was inevitable that the two of them took a few extra glances.
Of course, it was only a faint flicker.
A Small Thousand World ascending into a Meso World could only lift a registered-rank Wizard into becoming a Grand Wizard. To Legendaries, benefits of this degree were not enough for them to thicken their skins and come over to take a share.
"—You haven't been a Legendary for very long either, have you?"
The Yellow Calico Cat watched its tail, hopped down from Zheng Qing's shoulder, circled the Rat Immortal's projection twice, and gradually filled its tone with doubt. "You haven't even finished condensing your true body. Where did you get the resources to make a Small World ascend?"
No matter how small a world was, it was still a world.
The resources it contained far exceeded the imagination