"The crucial moment is approaching, just waiting for that Fellow Daoist Fusheng to grasp what He believes is merely a shell of the Supreme Fruit Position."
As these words fell, the Primordial Celestial Venerable's gaze was bright:
"Fellow Daoist Fusheng's connection with us is profoundly deep. Once He succeeds in attaining the supreme position, the seeds sown over the years will bear fruit. Plucking this fruit will mark the day of true transcendence for us Three Pristine Ones..."
A faint smile appeared on Taiqing's face,
but it quickly vanished, replaced by composure:
"The closer we get to this moment, the more we cannot afford to be careless. Fellow Daoist Fusheng will not willingly sacrifice Himself, nor will the other Daoists stand by while we Three achieve our Tao Fruit."
He paused,
gazing intently at the current juncture, where everything seemed invisible, yet as though He could see everything.
"It's just...."
