Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

[Your master... still has a bit of a temper, huh?]

Xiao Wuli also "saw" it, and the corners of his lips turned up.

So cute.

The old man stroked his chin, narrowed his eyes, and said, "But it's not entirely your master's fault. His physique is special; he'll probably never reach the Great Ascension stage in this lifetime."

Xiao Wuli paused, his breathing becoming disordered for a moment.

"Concentrate." Wei Hanling's calm voice rang in his ears. Xiao Wuli took a deep breath and regained his composure.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Wuli asked anxiously.

"[The Void Spirit Body of the Boundary.]" the old man said, "[A special constitution even rarer to encounter than a Heavenly Spirit Root.]"

Those who possess this spiritual body can perfectly absorb the spiritual energy of the mortal world before reaching the Integration stage, with an absorption efficiency several times that of their peers, making them virtually invincible among their peers.

However, the spiritual energy in the mortal realm that impacts the Mahayana stage is far from sufficient to support the energy required for the Mahayana stage, thus creating a rigid situation of "neither going up nor coming down".

Therefore, for him, cultivating in the late stage of the Integration Realm is like the Abyss Whale Emperor, the overlord of the sea, being trapped in a small pool but expected to swim freely.

Xiao Wuli clenched his fingers, his brows furrowed, and he lowered his head slightly. After a long while, he asked, "Master...does he know this himself?"

"Even if you don't know your own constitution, you should be able to sense it during cultivation," the old man said. "At this moment, his cultivation is several times more tiring than others'."

It's like paying back a debt from the past, returning it many times over.

Xiao Wuli: [Is there no way to help Master break through?]

He knew best how painful the damage caused by his physical condition was. He had become a useless person because of his Heavenly Spiritual Root, and it was only after his master painstakingly found a Spirit Cleansing Herb for him that he had the possibility of cultivating again.

The master could have been even more powerful, but his constitution prevented him from ever progressing.

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips.

A person as good as Master is the one who should be able to become a god!

He wanted his master to become a god.

"Yes," the old man said.

Xiao Wuli snapped out of his daze, overjoyed. "What method? I'd go through fire and water for Master to escape this suffering!"

The old man said, "There's no need for him to go through fire and water; all we need is a medium to transfer spiritual power, comparable to that of the gods, into his body."

Xiao Wuli didn't understand: [What is it?]

The old man cleared his throat and said, "【Cultivate with the gods.】"

【No!!】 Xiao Wuli’s voice turned deep, and the spiritual energy around him surged instantly. He opened his eyes, and a shadow crossed his phoenix eyes.

The old man was startled and quickly said, "No, no! Young man, you're circulating your internal energy; don't let yourself suffer a qi deviation!"

Wei Hanling stopped cultivating and walked up to him, raising her hand to suppress his fluctuating spiritual energy.

"Your mind is not on cultivation today, so rest for now and continue tomorrow."

Xiao Wuli's brows were furrowed, his mood remained low, and there was a faint darkening between his brows.

How could Master cultivate with someone else!

Master forbids dual cultivation with anyone else, no matter who it is!

Wei Hanling looked at him, her brows furrowed.

The old man was truly panicked this time.

Wei Hanling's strength at the late stage of Mahayana is no joke.

The old man raised his voice and hurriedly said, "What if that god is you?!"

Xiao Wuli's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, like snow melting in the warm spring sun. The water in his eyes rippled slightly, and he froze.

If it's...him.

He practiced dual cultivation with his master.

"Thump—thump—thump—!"

His heart pounded violently in his chest, as if it had been pressed on fast-forward, pounding against his ribs, making his eardrums ring, and his fingertips trembled with nervous excitement.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wei Hanling had turned and left.

He looked away, turned his head, and remained silent.

He looked at Xiao Wuli, who was so tense and nervous that it seemed he could start dual cultivation with Chi Buwan at any moment.

Old man:............

【Hey—! Wake up! You're only at the Foundation Establishment stage right now.】

They're still thousands of years away from becoming gods, yet they're already indulging in such pipe dreams. Who knows if they'll eventually meet their destined one and become Daoist partners in those thousand years?

It's not his turn yet.

The old man dared not say this to Xiao Wuli. He had just mentioned "cultivating with the gods" and it had almost caused the guy to go mad. He didn't dare to imagine how crazy the guy would go if he told him that it was none of his business whether he became a Daoist partner with someone else or not.

Xiao Wuli, standing to the side, took a deep breath, trying to suppress his emotions. His brows furrowed, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up, and he said earnestly, "I won't do something so disrespectful!"

Old man: ...................

Old man: [You'd better keep your word.]

Xiao Wuli did not answer.

Old man:

Xiao Wuli raised his eyes to look at the small bundle that was rising and falling steadily on the bed. He breathed softly and only looked away after a while, then lowered his eyes to look at his hands.

Since his master cannot reach the Mahayana stage, he will definitely work hard to cultivate and protect his master after becoming a god!

The old man seemed to read his mind and said, "Your master may not be able to break through to the Mahayana stage, but don't underestimate his late-stage Dao Integration cultivation. He's invincible, and he has Mahayana stage senior brothers and sisters protecting him, especially the sect leader, who is very protective of him. No one in this world can harm him."

Xiao Wuli paused slightly.

Old man: [Take your time. Your cultivation speed is already quite fast. At this rate, you should be able to break through to the Mahayana stage in about a thousand years.]

Xiao Wuli frowned. "A thousand years?"

Old man: [Otherwise what?! You think you're some kind of genius from a storybook, able to break through to the Mahayana stage in five or eight years? You think the Mahayana stage is as easy as cabbage, something everyone can reach? To date, there have been no more than ten in this world!]

Which ten?

The old man patiently explained to him: "The Lingxiao Sect has four members. The first four elders are all members of the sect. Three of them are Lu Kuangtao of the Beast Taming Sect, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, and the woman who came to the rescue that day with a pearl flower in her ear. Another one is the abbot of the Vajra Zen Temple. The other three are in the Demon Realm: the Demon Lord, the Demon General Lieyu, and one who rarely appears, whose name I don't know."

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes.

The First Elder only loves cultivation and swords; the Second Elder seems to treat his master like a younger brother; the Third Elder is obsessed with alchemy and always keeps a beard; the Fourth Elder is the sect leader...

Lu Kuangtao was an enemy. The sect leader of the Hehuan Sect didn't show any expression when he saw him that day. The abbot of the Vajra Zen Temple was a monk.

Xiao Wuli: [What do those three from the Demon Realm look like?]

The old man thought for a moment and said, "[Only the Demon Lord is somewhat good-looking; he's the one you saw the day before yesterday, the one with the red lotus mark on his forehead.]"

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips. [Could he possibly become a god? What about the sect leader?]

"Why are you asking this?" The old man realized what he was asking as soon as he finished speaking, and then fell silent.

Xiao Wuli feigned composure: "It's nothing."

The old man said, "You rascal, you still claim you haven't done anything disrespectful!"