"Didn't the Featherless Bird say it back then? This place is an immortal realm restricted ground. Even immortals cannot enter, so there is no need to meddle in anything else. Ke Ding will investigate it himself."
Chen Xun laughed in a loud voice, sitting atop the wooden cart and overlooking all directions. "Just focus on building the Immortal Tombs. If Old Ox and I did not have other matters to handle, Song Heng, would it be your turn to build tombs? Do you not know what we started out doing?!"
"Factory Owner, speaking of the Path of Immortal Tombs, this humble one must discuss the Dao with you."
Song Heng's gaze turned serious, clearly unconvinced. "You two..."
Suddenly.
Before he could finish speaking, two cold, stern faces slowly closed in on him like a vast net blotting out the sky. Song Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he screamed inwardly, Karma Transfer Void Old Ancestor, let all things have nothing to do with Song Heng!!
"Song Heng, you refuse to give This Dao Ancestor face?" Chen Xun's face was frosty.
"Moo moo?" Big Black Ox fixed his gaze on Song Heng.
Back in the mortal world, this had been their sole skill for putting food on the table, and this brat still dared question them?!
Song Heng gave an awkward, embarrassed smile, so flustered that he did not know what to do with his hands and feet.
He wanted to discuss the Dao with the Dao Ancestor? Was he not courting death...
They did not reason with people!
"Factory Owner, this humble one will immediately go prepare matters concerning the Immortal Tombs."
"Song Heng, for your disrespect just now, the immortal materials for constructing the Immortal Tombs will come out of your own family fortune." Chen Xun stepped down from