"Body and mind as one, wherever I stand, is that the Immortal Palace?" The words of the Divine Statue entered Gao Ming's ears, meant to resolve the devotees' doubts, but Gao Ming felt that the words were directed at him.
"Do not let distracting thoughts intervene; Dao Fruit resides within oneself. Understand its needs, comply with nature, and act in accordance with your true self..."
His heart pounding wildly, Gao Ming's connection with the Flesh Ghost God further deepened. Just as he was about to continue his enlightenment, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his shoulder.
"Wake up!" Fu Shu bit Gao Ming's left shoulder until it bled, his face ferocious, his voice rough.
"I freaking haven't lost my way yet!" Gao Ming pushed Fu Shu's head away, clasping his bleeding shoulder: "Even my girlfriend has never bitten me like this."
"You were nearly ensnared, and you haven't lost your way?" Fu Shu shook his head, "I've put all my bets on you!"
