Bai Qi was originally sitting quietly on a large rock, waiting patiently, but the opportunity promised by his master never arrived.
His cultivation of heart and mind had long opened his eyes, nose, and ears. His spiritual sense was exceptionally keen,
and he quickly sensed a tattered scripture flying back and forth over his head.
Buzzing incessantly, it resembled a fly.
"Once and again, and yet again, truly too much!"
Master Bai Qi's face was as calm as water, but he felt quite displeased in his heart.
He was certified by the Daoist Official of Yihai Prefecture as having unparalleled aptitude, his exuberant spiritual aura like a beacon in the dark night.
Even if not shining for miles around, its radiance should not be ignored, treated like mere rocks and grass?
The "opportunities" in the Inner Scenic Land were truly too disrespectful.
Not giving him any face at all!
Bai Qi temporarily suppressed his annoyance, looking at the broken scripture carved in stone, and pondered:
