Song rhymes ceased, the Heavenly Gate closed.
True Inheritance, the grand assembly of the Ten Thousand Immortals was thus declared concluded, and the cultivators dispersed.
However, the discerning True Inheritors, disciples, and Elders who were close enough all witnessed the astonishment on Master Tao's face, as well as his empty hands.
While in doubt, they saw Duobao Daoist, who had shed his role as ceremony host, reverting to his languid and rough demeanor, stripping off his magic robe, revealing his hairy legs as he strolled over leisurely.
At the same time, he cast a sidelong glance at his disciple and said with schadenfreude,
"You slick kid must have been bad-mouthing our Ancestor Master when you were supposed to receive the Magic Skill, the relics distribution always showers blessings widely."
"You didn't even score a single hair, you ought to reflect upon yourself."