"The result doesn't depend on what I did, but rather... on what I gained, what I harvested," said Soul Daoist sinisterly, "You really are a little brat, not understanding even such a simple truth. I say I am the Daoist orthodoxy, who dares to refute it!"
As his voice exploded, lotuses began to grow out of thin air, rapidly forming leaves, blooming, and bearing fruit!
The scent of those lotuses was extremely refreshing and clean, smelling them felt like being transported to the Celestial White Jade Capital, as if listening to Daoists with towering skills preaching Daoist scriptures.
Pure!
Very pure Daoist intent!
Fan Wubing didn't truly feel the orthodox Daoist intent, but the moment these lotuses appeared, he instinctively believed that this was indeed the real, orthodox Daoist intent!
Just like seeing dark clouds gather in the sky and believing it's going to rain.
Soul Daoist stood among the lotuses, his voice trembling slightly,
