If he had to use one phrase to describe Daoist Burning Lamp right now, it would be sickened—he wanted to vomit.
His utter defeat in the clash of divine abilities atop Eastern Kunlun had left him with an instinctive ache whenever he saw Zhou Qingqing.
Especially when she flicked that coin into the air and caught it again.
The golden trail dancing at her fingertips was painfully glaring to him.
The key was that she even casually asked at that moment, "Immortal Burning Lamp, are you here to snatch the Treasure-Dropping Coin from my hand?"
That indifferent tone.
Had Burning Lamp not tempered his state of mind so thoroughly in the Western Sect, he might have been angered to death on the spot.
He glanced sideways at Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao and saw the anticipation in their eyes. They truly wanted the Treasure-Dropping Coin in Zhou Qingqing's possession.
If he had just descended from Eastern Kunlun,
then upon seeing Zhou Qingqing now, he would never have dared resist. The power of her divine abilities remained vivid in his mind.
After joining the Western Sect, he had also learned some secrets of the Chaos Bell from the two leaders of the Western Sect. He understood that Zhou Qingqing's foundation was already comparable to a fragment of a Chaos Spirit Treasure, and thus came to know a portion of her strength.
Ordinarily, he could simply admit defeat and turn around to leave.
But when he thought of the result he had sensed—that Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao could help him ward off tribulations—he ultimately could not remain unmoved.
Perhaps Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao could only help him block his tribulation after obtaining the Treasure-Dropping Coin.
After all, he was one of the Red Dust Guests of Purple Cloud Palace. Ordinary