All the living beings were dumbstruck.
B... bastard?
Was this Heavenly Immortal fellow cursing Cult Leader Tongtian?
It seemed no one had dared curse him like that since Pangu split open heaven and earth.
For a moment, it was just as that song lyric went.
What we fear most is the air suddenly falling silent...
Daoist Duobao was dumbstruck, then looked toward his master rather cautiously.
Even the corners of Tongtian's mouth could not help twitching.
Merging with heaven and earth?
Wasn't this damn well obviously just sleeping?
To think he had considered this boy a promising talent earlier. After all that, he himself had been too naive.
"Hmph."
Tongtian's face alternated between red and green.
But he was a Sage, after all. How could he stoop to arguing with a Heavenly Immortal of the Human Race?
Unable to hold back a cold snort, he vanished from the great altar in an instant.
Only then did Daoist Duobao give two dry coughs.
"Fellow Daoists whose names are called may enter the Jie Sect to cultivate. The rest must continue working hard."
Immediately afterward.
Over a dozen people, led by Zhao Gongming, had their names called one after another.
The remaining beings left in dejection, their faces full of regret.
As they left, most cast worshipful looks at Mu Chen.
To dare sleep so soundly while Sage Tongtian preached the Dao.
There really was no one else like him...
Only now did Mu Chen realize what he had done.
He had originally been listening to the preaching with utmost attention and had imperceptibly fallen into that profoundly mysterious state.
But who the hell knew how he had fallen asleep?
Hadn't he just offended Cult Leader Tongtian in one fell swoop?
Sage Tongtian could be quite petty sometimes, after all.
At once.
He nearly fell apart.
Wait.
Why do I feel so refreshed?
Mu Chen closed his eyes slightly. His body trembled, and he nearly cried out in surprise.
His true body within the Cloud Sea Grand Formation.
Had actually surged straight to the perfected middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm!
It was only a hair's breadth from the late stage.
Shock appeared in Mu Chen's eyes.
Only three hundred years had passed, after all.
He had never expected listening to a Sage preach the Dao to be so effective.
A single nap had matched hundreds of thousands of years of arduous cultivation by his true body in the past!
Mu Chen's mood immediately brightened.
Time to scram!
I accidentally caught Cult Leader Tongtian's attention. Better leave sooner rather than later!
With that, he transformed into a rainbow and left Penglai Immortal Island.
Tongtian stood at the edge of a cliff with his hands behind his back, pondering something.
Behind him, Daoist Duobao spoke cautiously.
"Master, fifteen people passed the assessment this time. Their cultivation is generally at the Taiyi level. I have already instructed them to cultivate in their respective cave abodes."
Tongtian gave a faint hum of acknowledgment.
He was not in high spirits.
Then he suddenly asked.
"Tell me... is there something wrong with the way I preach the Dao?"
Startled, Duobao hurriedly shook his head.
"Master, your cultivation reaches the profound mysteries, and your comprehension of the Great Dao has long since entered the realm of Sages. How could there be anything wrong with it?"
Tongtian frowned slightly and asked with some uncertainty.
"Then why did my preaching make a Heavenly Immortal sleep for three hundred years? Was it truly that dull?"
"When my master preached the Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace back then, countless innate gods and demons were utterly enthralled. Nothing like this ever happened."
Clearly...
Even someone as proud and formidable as Cult Leader Tongtian.
Had been hurt by Mu Chen's actions.
He had even begun to doubt himself...
Daoist Duobao felt a headache coming on and said helplessly.
"Young Fellow Daoist Wang Zha belongs to the Human Race and is naturally free-spirited and unrestrained. He did something extremely bizarre as soon as he came to the island. He cannot be judged by ordinary standards to begin with."
Tongtian grew curious.
"What else did this fellow do?"
Daoist Duobao looked rather embarrassed.
In a low voice, he recounted the public auction of the frontmost seat.
Tongtian was stunned.
Sleeping while he preached the Dao?
Selling the frontmost seat for just a few Innate Spirit Treasures and Acquired Spirit Treasures?
Was his preaching worth so little?
Tongtian's face darkened.
"Could this fellow have been sent by that old bastard Yuanshi specifically to wreck the place?"
Duobao's eyes lit up.
"It's possible! I truly have never seen anyone so shameless!"
Suspicion filled Tongtian's eyes.
Then he closed his eyes slightly and began divining the workings of heaven.
Yet... he discovered nothing unusual.
There was only a faint, strange feeling.
Duobao asked curiously.
"Master, how was it?"
Tongtian opened his eyes, a trace of schadenfreude flashing through them.
"Nothing unusual, but I did see that he is about to encounter a great tribulation. Hmph, it's time this brat suffered a little."
At that moment.
Mu Chen had barely reached a point a hundred thousand li from Penglai Immortal Island when someone blocked his way.
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