Sweeping Away the Old Thief

As a Cave Ghost, it was Zhi/Houtu's first time seeing a Dao Lord statue from the Great Thousand World. There was no "immortal bearing or Daoist grace," only bizarre and grotesque forms.

Even though her master wore a gentle smile and had warm eyes, she still found it somewhat hard to adjust upon seeing her master's Jade Body Daoist statue for the first time.

During her days in Cave City, Zhi/Houtu had occasionally seen one or two ancient Daoist paintings that had leaked out from noble households. The "immortals" in those paintings all wore fluttering Feather Robes and possessed immortal poise and Daoist bones, inspiring reverence at a glance.

"Rise. From now on, you will live in the side hall and cultivate diligently. If you feel troubled, go down the mountain for a walk and play with Xuan Bing and Ling Yi. On Ba Snake Mountain, you need not have any worries. No one can take you away to be a human sacrifice..."

Li Qingyun smiled and had Spider Two take Houtu to the side hall.

How could he fail to see what the young Houtu was thinking? Even the faintest fear and wariness could not be hidden from her face.

"But that was simply how this world was. The closer one drew to the truth, the more likely one was to go mad, even collapse..."

Wind Horse Mountain sacrificial temple.

The enormous Jade Body Divine Statue, its belly as huge as a basket, gazed across the distance toward Ba Snake Mountain.

Dao Lord Bai Cang was somewhat astonished.

He saw the Ba Snake Mountain caravan return fully laden, holding a lively Central Earth artifact auction in the small town. There had been scarcely any casualties among the caravan personnel, leaving him deeply puzzled.

He had personally tracked the