Su Miao tossed the God-Slaying Spear into the Chaos Bead and clapped her hands.
"Why not? Put it on an altar?
Dharma Treasures are meant to be used, not worshipped.
The more you treat it like an ancestor, the more it'll walk all over you.
Treat it like a little brother, and it'll behave."
Zhunti had no reply.
"Besides, there are plenty of things in the Chaos Bead that can keep it in line.
Which one of them isn't fiercer than it? If it dares rebel, they'll gang up on it."
Zhunti asked curiously, "They fight?"
Su Miao stuffed the spearhead inside as well and patted the bead.
"Those Sea Calming Bead brats love causing trouble. The Jianmu Tree is obedient, and the spirit plants are quiet. If the God-Slaying Spear dares bully them, I'll help it take a bath!"
The corners of Jieyin's lips lifted slightly.
Zhunti murmured something so softly that only Jieyin could hear it.
"With that temper of hers, who knows who she takes after."
Just as Su Miao was about to move forward, she suddenly sensed something.
Something on the other side of the ruins was calling to her.
She turned and headed in that direction.
Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance before following her.
In a corner of the ruins, amid a pile of broken stones, a black Lotus Throne floated silently.
The Lotus Throne had only six petals. Its petals were incomplete, and their edges were charred black, as though they had been burned by fire—or gnawed apart by something.
Yet it still radiated a deep, secluded glow. It was not glaring light, but like the surface of a lake at midnight—dark, tranquil, and unfathomable.
Su Miao's steps faltered.
The World-Ending Black Lotus.
She had seen the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the Merit