Wang Quan activated his Dharma Eye and examined the [Blue Lotus].
But after observing it for a long time, he gained little beyond seeing a hazy mass of blue light and the shape of a lotus.
The Round-Faced Daoist Nun did not examine this Magic Treasure, instead tossing out the occasional taunt at the Great Sun Way cultivator.
The Great Sun Way cultivator was not particularly quick with his tongue. Her words left him red-faced and speechless.
Before long, a golden cloud came whistling in from the distance.
The cloud moved extremely fast, far faster than Wang Quan's Seventy-Two Paths of Smoke and Dust, nearly matching the speed of killing intent spiritual light.
The golden cloud descended, and a graceful, handsome man stepped off it.
The handsome man wore a Daoist crown and moon-white Daoist robes, holding a horsetail whisk. His long hair floated freely, and his bearing was otherworldly.
After he landed, the golden cloud shrank to the size of a fist, grew a tail, and hung itself from his waist.
Interestingly, the golden cloud also grew two eyes, which rolled about as it surveyed its surroundings like a curious baby.
"Fellow Daoist, I am Ma Qingqiu, a First-Rank Daoist of the Great Simplicity Gate!"
Something stirred in Wang Quan's mind. "I am Wang Quan, a cultivator of the Drowning Dao!"
Ma Qingqiu blinked. "You're not a First-Rank Daoist?"
Wang Quan smiled. "I haven't been in the Drowning Dao long. I've never heard of any distinction between first and second rank."
Ma Qingqiu froze for a moment, then said with an odd expression, "A Qi Refining practitioner who has mastered a First-Rank Dao Seal is a First-Rank Daoist!"
Wang Quan said, "Uh..."
He had mastered a second-rank Dao Seal. Did that make him a Second-Rank Daoist?
But why had