After escaping, the Sanqing all made their way to Kunlun Mountain to lie low.
Their battle with the Twelve Ancestral Witches had left them shaken and still trembling with fear, unable to calm their minds.
"Junior Brother Lingbao, why couldn't you uphold the dignity of the Sanqing and stand firm instead of giving in first?"
Grand Pure Lord of Morality immediately reproached him.
Yuanshi and Lingbao Tianzun both glanced outside.
Primordial Lord of Heaven asked, "The Ancestral Witches won't follow us here, will they?"
Lingbao Tianzun steadied himself, cleared his throat, and said, "Eldest Brother, as the saying goes, a true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. Refusing to give in when the time calls for it is foolish!"
"Look at Houtu. She was clearly speaking up for us out of friendship, trying to help us escape and settle our grudge with the Ancestral Witches. If you'd kept insisting on your position and refused to back down, you'd have put our friend Houtu in a difficult position!"
"You..." Grand Pure Lord of Morality was deeply displeased by Lingbao Tianzun's words. "Junior Brother, you're too easily swayed!"
"I wasn't swayed. Faced with life or death, one must make a choice!"
"Fortunately, our friend Houtu was still willing to reason with us. If it had been one of the other Ancestral Witches—those fierce, savage types who would attack as soon as they arrived—wouldn't they have left us in a sorry state?"
"Eldest Brother, we Sanqing are all refined Dao immortals. How can we compare ourselves to those uncouth Twelve Ancestral Witches? We gave in to avoid disaster. What's wrong with that?"
As he spoke, Lingbao Tianzun looked to Yuanshi, hoping he would say a few words in his defense.
"Heh!" Instead, Yuanshi Tianzun mocked him. "Junior Brother has