Zhunti sat beneath the Bodhi Tree, tossing a spiritual date into his mouth.
Jieyin sat beside him, eyes closed as he turned his prayer beads.
On the light screen, the outline of Yaoguang Realm's main hall gradually came into focus.
[Yaoguang Realm Main Hall.
Ao Qin, an elder of the East Sea Dragon race, bowed deeply. Behind him, attendants carried chests gleaming with treasure light.
When the last chariot was carefully carried in, Su Miao's eyes lit up.
Purple light flowed around the Nine Dragon Agarwood Chariot, while the phantoms of Nine Golden Dragons coiled around it.
Second Master should like this.
Ao Qin wept as he spoke of the Dragon race being burdened by Karmic Debt and pressured by the Heavenly Court.
"Sect Master, our Dragon race is burdened by Karmic Debt, and the Heavenly Court presses us at every turn. I beg you to accept a few juniors into Farm Teachings..."
As he spoke, he suddenly burst into loud sobs. Dragon tears the size of beans pattered down, piling into a small heap of pearls at his feet.
The corner of Su Miao's mouth twitched as she silently handed over an empty Jade Box.
Elder, why not collect your tears first?]
Zhunti stopped chewing his spiritual date.
That shamelessness... and that growing pile of pearls...
"...Martial brother, can Dragon race tears turn into pearls?"
Jieyin said, "They can."
"Do we have dragons in The West?"
Jieyin finally opened his eyes and glanced at him. Had this Junior Brother of his been beaten stupid by the Three Pure Ones?
"No."
Zhunti spat out the remaining date pit.
"Then could they share some of that ability with me? I want that treatment too."
Jieyin's fingers on the prayer beads slowed for a beat.
What? Did his Junior Brother want to