When Tongtian Sect Leader was mentioned, Qiu Shou Xian's spiritual fluctuations visibly sank.
Ling Ya Xian's spiritual sense was steadier, but it too carried confusion.
"What Big Brother says is also my concern. Our teacher has been imprisoned, and the Jie Sect has vanished into smoke. How could we not feel hatred? How could we have no regrets? Joining the Heavenly Court sits poorly with us. But Senior Brother Lin saved our lives, promised us freedom, and did not force us. Such magnanimity... makes it difficult to speak harshly of him."
Golden Light Immortal continued.
"Besides, he seems... not to think much of us? Three Grand Luo Golden Immortals! Even if Western Heaven suppressed us for years and our cultivation has yet to fully recover, we still possess genuine Grand Luo Dao Fruits! Wherever we went, wouldn't we be honored guests?
So why, with Senior Brother Lin, does it feel like... like he casually saved three little roadside demons and couldn't care less whether we stayed? Isn't that... looking down on Grand Luo Golden Immortals a bit too much?"
Those words struck right at Qiu Shou Xian and Ling Ya Xian's sore spots.
Though they had served as mounts in Western Heaven and endured every humiliation, the Three Great Bodhisattvas had still valued their strength highly. When had they ever been treated so "casually"? Even though Lin Zhu was their lifesaver, his indifference stirred a subtle sense of resentment and disappointment in them—were the three of them really so dispensable in his eyes?
"Then... what should we do? Stay and work for him?"
Qiu Shou Xian hesitated.
"That would be inappropriate."
Ling Ya Xian shook his head.
"First, there is still a knot in our hearts. Second... judging from his attitude, he may not need us that badly. Forcing ourselves