"Isn't that so! Look at that young man—doesn't he have the makings of an Inner Sect disciple?"
"Master Gudu, which one are you talking about?"
The richly dressed man looked left and right, as if he couldn't see the person the old Daoist was talking about.
The disciple behind him stepped forward and pointed from afar at someone, speaking to the richly dressed man:
"Senior Brother, Master said it should be this person. He seems to be about to merge himself with the Heavenly Dao of this world."
"Oh…"
The richly dressed man let out a meaningful "oh," then said with a faint smile:
"It's just merging with the Dao of a small world. Even if he succeeds, his strength will probably still be inferior to our sect's Core Disciples."
"And with the drawbacks of merging with the Heavenly Dao, this child is ruined no matter how astonishing his talent is!"
The old Daoist smiled faintly:
