The man who arrived was graceful and handsome, dressed in white.
It was Dong Qiyu.
He stepped off his flying Magic Tool, his voice arrived before he did:
"Wang, are you busy? Hehe, I've come again."
Wang Ba slowly stood up from the field, his face emotionless as he looked at the other.
However, Dong Qiyu had long since grown used to Wang Ba's attitude, and with a jovial demeanor, jokingly said:
"Oh dear, don't blame me. As you know, I need a large amount of spirit food to attempt Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, and I have no choice but to make the unseemly request... Wait, you've achieved Foundation Establishment?!"
Dong Qiyu, who had hitherto been joking around amiably, became petrified upon feeling the pressure emanating from Wang Ba.
His gaze towards Wang Ba was filled with shock and disbelief!
This poultry farmer had actually achieved Foundation Establishment?
How was that possible?!
Where did he get a Foundation Establishment Pill?
