"Brother! Now all the beings of Primordial are watching us, if we fail, we two will become the laughingstock of Primordial, just like Laozi and Primordial!"
Zhunti looked at Guiding's bitter face, felt a bitter heart himself, and couldn't help but complain, hoping Guiding could make a decision soon. If they drag on, the Merit floating above the firmament will disappear.
By then, it would be difficult for both of them to become Saints!
Upon hearing these words, Guiding grew even more anxious.
Suddenly!
He came up with an idea, and transmitted it to Zhunti, saying: "Junior brother, if the Heavenly Dao doesn't bestow Merit, we can borrow it!"
"Borrow?"
Zhunti's mouth twitched as he asked, "How do we borrow?"
This was the first time he had heard that Merit could be borrowed—an audacious notion indeed.
