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Chapter 4634: 5.0386 The World Has Become Fantasy

"[What am I cheating on?! Get it straight, I didn't tear open space to get here on my own! I was summoned! Summoned, do you understand?]"

"[I didn't break any rules, I'm not going back!]"

"Kiddo, based on this summon talisman of yours, how long can Aunt-Master stay here?"

"Permanently," the Little Stoic said expressionlessly.

"Bah! Get lost!" A skinny old man with white beard, white hair, and white eyebrows darted out from the void, stomping his feet repeatedly on the clouds.

"You are the Heavenly Dao?" This image was nothing like the grand, lofty Heavenly Dao she had imagined in her heart!

"What kind of expression is your brat showing?" The Heavenly Dao was jumping around frantically.

"An expression of disdain for you, of course," Nitian rolled her eyes. "Look at your old scoundrel image, who could possibly find it appealing?"

"What did you say?" The old man paced back and forth in mid-air, roaring indignantly, "What do you know! I am the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao is formless! Any form can be called the Heavenly Dao."

"I can transform into a drop of water in this air, a wisp of wind, a blade of grass, a piece of cloud. Now I've taken a human form, and to match my age, I've made myself look older. Who am I bothering?"

"Shut up!" Both the Little Aunt-Master and her disciple yelled at the old man simultaneously.

"So much talk."

"Indecipherably verbose!"

The Little Stoic and Qin Nitian reprimanded him one after another, then exchanged a glance across the space.

The old man was livid, glaring at the two with furrowed brows and raised eyes, roaring, "What's wrong with me talking a bit much??"

Everyone: ...

They must be dreaming, right? They just saw someone annihilate all the harpies with one sword strike. And now they're seeing a little old man, seemingly the Heavenly Dao, bouncing and leaping in the clouds, even able to exchange curses with people...

It's a fantasy! Their eyes must be playing tricks on them.

"Heavenly Dao, let me ask you! When I went through the Five Spirit Samsara last time, why didn't you strike me?!" This question had weighed on the Little Stoic's mind for a very long time. She had to ask! Ask clearly! Why didn't this fellow strike her, and...

"If you didn't strike last time, does that mean you won't strike in the future??" The Little Stoic asked a series of questions expressionlessly, questions that left everyone present utterly speechless.

"I'm telling you, don't mess with me! Last time, I drew so many talismans, set up so many talisman formations, and wore hundreds of layers of protective shields! You didn't strike me. If you find another chance to strike me randomly someday, I will definitely not be done with you!"

Fan Meng glanced at the Little Stoic, silently muttering to himself: I just saw the old man Heavenly Dao twitch his mouth; he's too personified.

"Look at your good disciple!" The Heavenly Dao yelled angrily at Nitian. "Seeing you two gives me a headache! Get lost, scram, scram, scram, scram, scram!!"

"Qin Nitian, you can only stay here for a maximum of twelve hours! Once twelve hours are up, you immediately return to your place and get lost! Don't mess around here! And, don't meddle in the affairs here! Don't use your skills indiscriminately! Don't..."

"In short, you get lost immediately once twelve hours are up. More than an hour has already passed, so you'd best behave yourself."

"Wait, come back! I told you I was summoned, which is in accordance with the rules of the Heavenly Dao."

"Your rules? To hell with your rules. Your existence is the biggest violation of rules. Get lost quickly!"

The Heavenly Dao indignantly vanished into the clouds.