"My son, what's going on? The Spirit Invitation Technique broke through Shakyamuni's Sealing Formation?" Lianshan Xin was both startled and delighted.
Maitreya felt the same as Lianshan Xin. "That shouldn't be possible. How could a mere Spirit Invitation Technique break through a Sealing Formation laid by Shakyamuni? Unless-"
"Unless what?"
"Unless Shakyamuni is showing the Dao Court Ancestor some respect, or-could the Dao Court Ancestor really be Shakyamuni's-how is that possible?"
Maitreya refused to believe his final conjecture.
When a father's spell encountered his son's formation, wasn't it perfectly reasonable for it to work a little better?
Maitreya's hesitation made Lianshan Xin realize this possibility too, but he did not pursue it.
He pursued something else instead. "My son, doesn't this mean that as long as I keep practicing the Spirit Invitation Technique, I can keep helping you escape?"
Maitreya's feelings were complicated. "That does seem to be the case. You brat-you really are my savior."
He had not misjudged him. Lianshan Xin really could help him.
But he had also misjudged him. Lianshan Xin was far too inhuman.
With a savior like this, Maitreya suffered and rejoiced at once.
Lianshan Xin consoled him. "My son, think of that feeling of loneliness over ten thousand years sealed inside the formation. Isn't staying by your father's side much better?"
Maitreya nodded instinctively. "At least it's quite lively."
Much livelier than being inside the formation.
Loli Pingxin kindly reminded him, "Maitreya, you've acknowledged Dao Lord Xin as your father."
Maitreya instantly flew into a humiliated rage, his face flushing red. "Shut up."
"Fine, I'll shut up. Maitreya, work hard on the Spirit Invitation Technique. You're luckier than Netherworld."
Loli Pingxin was not afraid of Maitreya in the slightest.
Maitreya indeed had no rebuttal. He was about to continue practicing the Spirit Invitation