Duobao frowned when he heard that. "You want to discuss something, so you beat me up first and then discuss it? Is this how you handle things?"
Xuan Mo chuckled. "Yeah. Isn't this perfectly normal? If I sat down and discussed it with you slowly, wouldn't that make us seem more distant?"
Duobao was speechless. "If I weren't weaker than you, I'd have to beat you up, you bear child. Where did you learn this lazy nature of yours?"
Xuan Mo threw his head back and laughed. "My lazy nature runs in the family. My father was like this back in the day. Don't even try to deny it. I've known everything since I was in my mother's womb—Mother poured everything that had happened since the creation of Heaven and Earth into my head."
Duobao nodded and laughed heartily. "All right, all right. Since you put it that way, what grounds do I have to object? Tell me what you want me to do. I'll listen to you."
Xuan Mo chuckled. "I recently heard about some fellow called Great Emperor Amitabha who created a Sutra for Saving People. Amitabha the Demon God has disappeared again, and I suspect the two are connected somehow. Could you make a trip there? Sorry for the trouble."
Duobao chuckled. "Although I was Buddha Ancestor for a few years, I know practically nothing about Buddhism. You've asked the wrong person this time. Still, I can point you in the right direction. Well, the person on Yingzhou Island who's most proficient in Buddhism is Golden Crow Tenth Prince, You Wen."
Xuan Mo's eyes lit up when he heard that. "Good idea..." With that, he transformed into a streak of black light and returned to Lingxiao Palace, where he resumed playing Black Myth: Wukong. *There'll definitely be