Shao Guansu was also a man who knew when to hold on and when to let go. Facing He Shouzheng, who barred his way outside the hall, he said with a genial smile:
"The Dao Child's consolidation of his cultivation naturally takes precedence over everything else. Hall Master He, please allow me to wait here."
He Shouzheng did not dare make things difficult for a Foundation Establishment True Person. First, he lacked the courage; second, he lacked the ability.
He merely said solemnly:
"Please move to a side hall to rest, True Person Shao. Once the Dao Child has time, he will presumably send someone to summon you."
Shao Guansu remained respectful, not storming off in a huff because the Dao Child had slighted him.
"Sorry for the trouble, Hall Master He. Please lead the way."
He was a Foundation Establishment True Person, while He Shouzheng was a Qi Refining cultivator who would never advance another step in his lifetime.
Their standing was as far apart as clouds and mud.
Ordinarily, He Shouzheng would have had to bow and scrape, humbling himself to demonstrate his reverence.
But times had changed. The Dao Child had promoted him into the Eternal Bright Heavenly Pool, and he was no longer a Lower Courtyard Hall Master.
Instead, he had stepped outside the hierarchy of the sect's Upper and Lower Courts and become a genuine "official of the Eastern Palace."
Neither the Eight Lords' Descendants nor the Master-Disciple Lineage of any branch or faction could push him around at will anymore.
After all, as the old saying went, even when beating a dog, one had to consider its master.
Shao Guansu took the initiative to strike up a friendly conversation:
"I hear you are skilled in the Pill Arts, Hall Master He? I collected several