The newcomer was handsome and debonair, dressed entirely in white.
It was Dong Qiyu.
He descended from his flying Law Artifact, his voice arriving before he did:
"Fellow Daoist Wang, busy? Haha, here I am again."
Wang Ba slowly straightened up in the field and looked at him without much expression.
Dong Qiyu had long since grown accustomed to Wang Ba's attitude, however. Grinning, he put on a woeful look:
"Ah, please don't blame me, fellow Daoist. You know I need a great deal of Spirit Cuisine to attempt Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, so I could only shamelessly come... You-you've reached Foundation Establishment?!"
Dong Qiyu, who had been smiling and joking just a moment before, froze when he sensed the pressure emanating from Wang Ba.
Shock and disbelief were even harder to conceal in his gaze!
This chicken farmer had actually reached Foundation Establishment?
How was that possible?!
Where had he gotten a Foundation Establishment Pill?
Dong Qiyu could not help feeling shaken!
Foundation Establishment was simply too difficult.
Not only was the process itself difficult, but Foundation Establishment Pills were also hard to obtain.
There were nearly a thousand Heterodox Dao cultivators at the Eastern Saint Garrison. Apart from Yan Chi seven years ago, the only ones who had actually succeeded in reaching Foundation Establishment were Meng Randao, who had luckily obtained a Foundation Establishment Pill two years ago, and an alchemy cultivator.
The others either had not reached the threshold for Foundation Establishment at all, or had reached it but lacked a Foundation Establishment Pill to assist them.
He himself did have a Foundation Establishment Pill, but of the three elements-essence, Qi, and spirit-his spirit had yet to reach perfection.
Even if he took the pill to force a breakthrough, his chances of success would be less than