Countering gods?
Huangfu Zhao looked troubled. "I have already pledged myself to the Young Master. I am now the heir of the Dong Ting Stone Statue, and everything concerning the statue is under my command."
"No matter!" Lu Ran waved a hand. "I order the Dong Ting Stone Statue to restrict everything you do and forbid you from casting spells! Sir, see if there is any way to resist."
"Yes!" Huangfu Zhao immediately accepted the order.
As the two experimented, a cheerful female voice drifted from the tunnel:
"I'm a little wild horse, clip-clop, clip-clop, clip~"
Everyone: "."
Lu Ran's expression turned strange, seized by the feeling of "dead memories suddenly attacking me."
Little Wild Horse... where had he heard that before?
"Oh, so many people." Si Xianxian stood at the entrance to the hall. The moment she spotted Jiang Ruyi seated in the Taishi Chair, her eyes lit up. "Madam is here too!"
"Oh, I remember now!" Lu Ran finally recalled it. It had been years ago, in North Wind City of the Human World Great Xia.
He and Sister Xian'er had gone traveling. He had bought her a candied hawthorn skewer or something. In any case, she had eaten while bobbing her head, so happy she was practically flying.
Then she had transformed into a "Little Wild Horse."
"What do you remember?" Si Xianxian looked at Lu Ran, then widened her eyes. "Wow! Young Master, you look so immortal!"
Accustomed to seeing Lu Ran in his green coir and blue hat swordsman's attire, she was now seeing him in feathered robes and flowing ribbons, looking ethereal and detached from the mortal world. The visual impact was indeed immense.
Lu Ran smiled. "Fine, then from now on, I'll be Lu Xianxian, and you'll be Little Wild Horse."
"Huh?" Si