Severing the Good Corpse with the Precious Lotus Lamp as the Vessel!

Niu Ben's voice still echoed within the Jade Talisman, every word like a needle that steadied the soul, driving fiercely into Yang Jian's heart.

Save whoever you want to save. Strike down whoever you want to strike down.

If anyone stops you, beat them.

If the Saints refuse to follow the rules, then your master will personally teach them the rules.

What domineeringness. What shameless favoritism.

Yang Jian felt a surge of heat rise from the depths of his heart, scattering the last trace of his misgivings toward the Saints. With such a master behind him, what did he have to fear?

Just as Yang Jian was about to offer his thanks again, Niu Ben's calm voice rang out once more. This time, however, it was not directed at him.

"Your younger sister is beside you, isn't she?"

Yang Chan jolted, instinctively straightening her back as she nervously clenched the Precious Lotus Lamp.

Her second brother's master was speaking to her?

That was the legendary Saint Niu Ben, the supreme being who had Proved Dao by Force and even dared to confront the Heavenly Dao head-on.

Yang Jian was somewhat surprised as well, but he immediately understood and nodded at Yang Chan.

Yang Chan did not dare to be negligent. She hurriedly bowed respectfully toward the Jade Talisman floating in the air, her voice carrying an irrepressible trace of nervousness.

"This Junior, Yang Chan, greets Saint Niu Ben."

There was a moment of silence from the other end of the Jade Talisman, followed by Niu Ben's faintly amused voice.

"Mhm, not bad. A fine seedling."

"Since you are my disciple's younger sister, you are no outsider. Since this is our first meeting, I ought to give you a gift."

A gift?

Yang Chan froze.

Spirit Pearl Child's eyes went round,