"Fellow Daoist Deng, congratulations on reconstructing your body."
"Bingji, you have made considerable progress over the years. In another three to five hundred years, you may well have a chance at Void Refinement."
Within the Yinxu Daoist Grounds.
Wang Ba sat cross-legged in the temporary cave abode the Yin Clan had specially prepared for him. Looking at Tao Bingji and Deng Yingjue before him, he nodded.
Deng Yingjue looked respectful. "It was all thanks to you, Senior. The Yin Clan treated me quite courteously. Besides the cultivation supplies you left behind, they provided me with quite a few themselves."
"I am grateful beyond tears!"
Tao Bingji likewise stood respectfully before Wang Ba and bowed deeply. "Were it not for your guidance, Teacher, I fear I would have remained trapped below Nascent Soul in this life as well, unable to break free."
Wang Ba gently raised a hand, stopping Tao Bingji's bow with a smile.
"There is no need. Everyone has their own fate in cultivation. Your opportunity had arrived; I merely happened to be there."
"By the way, when you have the chance, ask the Yunhuo Realm for me... whether it would be interested in merging into a Great Realm."
As he spoke, he became faintly aware of something.
He had gained an extremely profound understanding of the Supreme True Buddha's Buddhist methods.
Now, even his speech unconsciously carried a hint of the Buddhist School.
He then offered them further guidance.
In his previous life, Tao Bingji had been one of the Primordial Gods and Devils, yet his comprehension of Daoist arts was truly unremarkable.
But his fortune was extraordinary. He had encountered a great cultivator like Wang Ba, of whom there were precious few even across the Boundary Sea. Under his painstaking guidance, Tao Bingji progressed so quickly that