"The Twelve Halls of Yama of the Netherworld pay their respects to the Heaven-Reaching Sage!"
"Greetings, Saint Tongtian, from the Twelve Palace Yama Kings of the Netherworld!"
"Everyone, rise."
"Everyone, rise."
With a casual wave of his hand, the Leader of the Heaven-Reaching Sect bestowed all kinds of gifts.
Sect Master Tongtian casually waved his hand, producing all kinds of gifts.
Spirit pills and wondrous medicines, magical treasures, talismans—every one of them was exceedingly precious.
Spiritual elixirs, magical treasures, talismans—they were all exceedingly precious.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?"
Houtu glared at him, feigning coquettish annoyance.
Houtu glared at him, feigning annoyance.
"You're making me look so stingy. They've worked like oxen and horses for me and risked their lives for countless years, yet the rewards I gave them aren't even as generous as your gifts for meeting them!"
"You make me look so stingy. They've worked like beasts for me and risked their lives for countless years, yet the rewards I gave them aren't even as generous as your meeting gifts!"
The Leader of the Heaven-Reaching Sect laughed.
Sect Master Tongtian laughed.
"Would I have been able to come here if not for you? Even these rewards are because of you. If they can't understand something so simple, how could they possibly be qualified to become the Ten Halls of Yama?"
"I was able to come here because of you, and the rewards are because of you as well. If they don't even understand that, how could they be qualified to become the Ten Palace Yama Kings?"
His tone suddenly shifted.
His tone suddenly shifted.
"In that case, they'd have even less chance of becoming the Twenty-Four Earthly Dao Sages!"
"In that case, they have even less chance of becoming the Twelve Earthly Dao Sages!"
Thump!