In All My Life, Judge Deeds, Not Hearts

"White Spirit," Frog Daoist called out.

"Daoist!"

White Spirit answered casually from afar, his nose still greedily drawing in the medicinal fragrance and spiritual energy drifting from these precious medicines. He felt the Great Dao Power within his body become a little more active.

"Those two youngsters have gone far away. It's time for us to rest when we should rest and cultivate when we should cultivate."

Frog Daoist waved a hand and walked along the little path through the Spiritual Herb Garden with hands behind his back, putting on an old-fashioned air. "If you want to break through to the Great Ascension Stage, you should at least obtain Three Thousand Great Dao Power."

"What?! Three thousand?!"

White Spirit nearly choked to death on the water-like spiritual energy, shouting in shock, "Even if I swallowed an Ancient Ferocious Beast whole, I couldn't do it! Three Thousand Great Dao Power—that's enough to enter the Heavenly Pride Ranking on the Chaos Immortal Spirit Board of the great world!"

"I have a Dao-refining art of the White Spirit Race. Combined with these Ten Thousand Year Precious Medicines, the improvement will be substantial."

Frog Daoist snorted coldly. What a hopeless sight. "Then I'll go beg Ox Daoist and see if he can let a little leak out from between his hooves. If you don't enter the Great Ascension Stage with Three Thousand Great Dao Power, then don't even think about the Celestial Venerable Realm."

"I really never thought about it..."

"You!!"

Frog Daoist croaked in fury, leaping into the air and slapping White Spirit on the head. How could the gap between you and your ancestors be this great?!

White Spirit secretly swallowed a spit and gave an embarrassed smile.

Frog Daoist shook his head and sighed, then took him back to work. They