The light screen lit up punctually at dawn every day, and it had become an unspoken rule among all beings of the Prehistoric World.
Before today's image had even taken shape, Taiyi was already leaning against a large bluestone, his long fingers idly spinning a Communication Jade Talisman.
Come on, place your bets.
Guess whether we'll be watching Junior Martial Sister cause trouble today, or the Human Race stir up trouble?
Guang Chengzi sat upright on his cushion without even lifting his eyelids.
When had she ever caused trouble?
Then it's the Human Race stirring up trouble.
You sound awfully certain.
Nonsense. Those Human Race people even dared to eat Zhi meat last time. Nothing they do would surprise me anymore.
The light screen lit up.
[Above Kunlun Mountain, upon an Auspicious Cloud.
Miao Heng was held securely in Tongtian's arms, her little mouth chattering away as she poured out all her grievances, condensing the hardships of the past several thousand years into a rapid-fire barrage.
Tongtian listened with a cheerful grin before suddenly saying, "Miao Heng, tell me... shouldn't Kunlun Mountain have a little more life to it? Shouldn't your Master take in a few disciples and make things livelier?"
Miao Heng lifted her little head from his arms, her large black-and-white eyes giving him a sidelong glance.
"Master, do you want to take in disciples, or do you want to pet Fluffies?"
Tongtian:
Miao Heng continued her soul-searching interrogation:
"Have you obtained the Chaos Bell? Have you become a Saint? Have you prepared a cave abode?
"Where will the disciples live once they arrive?
"Have you planned out their food and daily necessities, guidance in Cultivation Methods, Dharma Treasures, and Alchemical Pills?
"You haven't prepared anything, yet you're thinking of taking in disciples. Are you trying to be