When Su Yi and Bi Kongliu emerged from within that chaotic stretch of heaven and earth, Feng Wuji immediately rushed up to greet them.0

“That’s… a first-level chance at divinity?” Feng Wuji’s eyes widened, and he stared intently at the silver bundle of light in Bi Kongliu’s hands. He made no attempt to conceal his greed.0

With a first-level chance at divinity, Bi Kongliu would have no need to fear failing to become a Fortune Realm Greater God one day. He’d even have a chance at becoming a Master God!0

Bi Kongliu sighed. “Brother Feng, tell me, am I dreaming?”0

Whap!0

Feng Wuji smacked him on the shoulder. Bi Kongliu gasped and grimaced.0

“Did that hurt?” asked Feng Wuji.0

“It hurt!”0

“Then you aren’t dreaming,” sighed Feng Wuji. “You really got lucky this time. You got a first-level chance at divinity practically for free.”0

“All of this is thanks to Fellow Dao-, no, to Senior Su!” said Bi Kongliu. When he thought back to what he’d just experienced, he couldn’t hide his reverence and awe, and he instinctively changed how he addressed Su Yi.0

“...” Feng Wuji fell silent. Senior, huh? It seems Su Yi has completely won him over!0

Feng Wuji suddenly took a deep breath, then...0