"What did you say? You're going to Penglai Immortal Mountain?" Dongxu Zi blurted out, staring at the utterly unconcerned Ouyang before him.
Looking at the astonished Dongxu Zi, Ouyang nodded like the slacker he was and said, "I've gained a little insight lately. A calculation on my fingers told me I need to visit Penglai Immortal Mountain to discuss the Dao. I need you to write me a visiting letter, old man."
After these past few days of experiments, his Foundation Establishment seemed no different from not having established it at all. He might as well get the trip to Penglai Immortal Mountain out of the way.
Dongxu Zi eyed Ouyang suspiciously. A little insight, a calculation on his fingers, a visit to discuss the Dao-could those words really come out of this unfilial brat's mouth?
Sensing Dongxu Zi's mockery, Ouyang slapped the table and shouted, red-faced, "What are you staring at? I'm a Foundation Establishment Realm genius now! Who do you think you're looking down on?"
Dongxu Zi withdrew his suspicious gaze, picked up his brush and paper, and asked uncertainly, "Are you sure you want to go to Penglai Immortal Mountain?"
Ouyang said impatiently, "You've lived for who knows how long, and now you're going deaf? Yes, Penglai Immortal Mountain. Hurry up!"
Only after confirming it repeatedly did Dongxu Zi write the visiting letter with a flourish. Handing it to Ouyang, he said, "I don't know what you're planning to do there, brat, but Penglai Immortal Mountain is one of the Nine Great Sacred Lands, just like us. You'd better be polite to them when you get there."
Ouyang took the letter and checked that everything was in order. Stuffing it into his sleeve, he said, "You still don't trust me to handle things? Besides, it's not like