This made Zhunti positively drool. He immediately burst into loud sobs. "Teacher, Teacher! I can mend the heavens too. Give the Qiankun Cauldron to me. I... The West is poor!"
Jieyin also wailed miserably. "Teacher, have mercy on The West! The West is so poor that... even our robes are patched."
As he spoke, Jieyin even showed Hongjun the pitiful patch on his backside.
Hongjun remained impassive, as though devoid of emotion. After giving the Qiankun Cauldron to Nuwa, he returned to the Zixiao Palace beyond the heavens.
He completely ignored Zhunti and Jieyin's wailing and shouting.
Primordial Lord of Heaven snorted coldly. "You would even cry in public for the sake of a Spiritual Treasure. You have utterly disgraced the dignity of Saints."
Having failed to obtain a Spiritual Treasure, Zhunti was already displeased. He snapped back at Primordial Lord of Heaven, "You, Yuanshi, are impressive. You, Yuanshi, are noble. Take a look at the miserable life we live in The West! If you can give me a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure, I, Zhunti, will even let you kill me once."
Jieyin added, "Exactly, exactly. Besides, this isn't even the first time we've done something like this."
Yuanshi opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute the two of them.
"That makes sense."
"Enough."
At that moment, Nuwa spoke. "Stop arguing. Mount Buzhou has already broken. Even if we mend the heavens, it still will not be enough. Azure Sky will continue to fall until it merges with the earth. We need to find something to replace Mount Buzhou and support the heavens."
"Next, I will refine Five-Colored Stone to mend the heavenly vault. Which of you will search for something to support the heavens?"
"Find my ass!"
Zhunti flicked his sleeve and left in fury.
Jieyin could only