"It's nothing to worry about. Junior Brother, your six-armed Golden Suanni puppet is one of the finest puppets in the Divine Void Realm. Even I might not be a match for it. With this puppet, you can travel wherever you please." Nun Dinghan offered reassurance.
"My injuries are old news. I've long since gotten used to them. I might as well take this opportunity to learn as much as I can."
Lu Xiaotian's easygoing attitude won the admiration of Nun Dinghan and the others.
"Brother Wunian." Seeing that Lu Xiaotian was barely paying her any attention, the girl in red looked crestfallen.
"Female benefactor, Senior Brother Wunian is a Buddhist. I advise you to give up on him sooner rather than later. Heehee." The young nun Dingyu laughed, clearly delighted by the prospect of seeing the girl in red get snubbed.
"Yu'er!" Nun Dinghan and Dingyu might have been at the same level of cultivation, but that did not change the fact that Dinghan was Dingyu's elder. Besides, Dingyu had yet to shave her head, so there were no hard-and-fast rules about how she should be addressed.
"Watch your mouth, or I'll make you regret it," the girl in red said, glaring at Dingyu.
"I've already entered the monastic life. I don't need to look any better." Dingyu shrugged.
"You—" The red-haired girl was left speechless with anger.
The girl in red was clinging to him like a dog-skin plaster, and Lu Xiaotian found it deeply troubling. But it would be unbecoming to let her keep calling him that in front of the other monks. Judging from her state of mind, though, she would never leave quietly. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help feeling annoyed with the old Wunian. Why had a monk gone and provoked the future leader of Mount Zhuxia?