Chapter 463: Ambush**

Harta stood calmly under the Heavenly Dao Divine Tree, his expression neutral, eyes closed in silent meditation. Er Gouzi muttered, "I wonder what that phony monk Baifan was thinking. If he knew this kid would leap straight to the third stage of sainthood thanks to the Nirvana Sutra, his face would probably turn as dark as the bottom of a pot!" "Damn it, back in the day, I slogged for countless years just to reach the third stage of the Saint Realm..." In the following days, Harta kept using the...