Bi Xiao sent a long string of exclamation marks to the group chat.
"Male Asuras! Ugly! She said it outright! In front of the entire Prehistoric World!"
Zhao Gongming fought back his laughter so hard his shoulders trembled.
She really did have a point.
Just look at those blue faces and fangs. They were a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the batch Empress Nuwa had molded.
Even the mud splatters Empress Nuwa had flicked out with a vine braid had been delicate-looking at the very least. What exactly had Senior Minghe created?!
Qiong Xiao: "...Keep your voice down. Senior Minghe is still a Quasi-Saint."
Bi Xiao: "So what if he's a Quasi-Saint? Does being a Quasi-Saint mean he can make ugly men?!"
Yun Xiao's voice came from the Jade Talisman, carrying a helpless smile. "Bi Xiao, watch your words."
Bi Xiao: "Big Sister! You think they're ugly too, don't you!"
Qiong Xiao: "Then why are the female Asuras so pretty?"
Bi Xiao: "Because Ancestor Minghe is a man himself! Of course he molded them after what he liked!"
Zhao Gongming: "...That makes so much sense."
Yun Xiao said softly, "...They really aren't very attractive."
Bi Xiao: Junior Martial Sister's final line was even better: Those who learn from me shall live; those who resemble me shall die.
She had just been mocking them for being ugly, then turned around and came out with something so piercing. Just how much stuff was packed inside her head?!
Yun Xiao slowly shook her head, though there was a hint of emotion in her expression.
Senior Minghe had only copied the surface, not the essence—the original intention behind creation, the foundation of the doctrine, the source of Merit.
The form was similar, but the spirit was not. In the end, he could