At the edge of a cliff on Kunlun Mountain, Golden Spirit Holy Mother watched Zhao Gongming gaze at Dingguang Xian's rabbit ears with the expression of a doting father. Her eyes instantly turned peculiar.
She looked Zhao Gongming up and down, hesitated for a moment, then asked in surprise,
"Junior Brother..."
"Could you really like... that kind of furry thing?"
At her words, Zhao Gongming straightened his expression, quickly looked away, and earnestly protested,
"No, no, no, Senior Sister, you're reading too much into it!"
"I'm a respectable man. I've studied the sages!"
"But you, Senior Sister—you were just talking about Cihang finding his family, and now you're talking about furries..."
"Your mind's full of incest, boys' love, and cross-species relationships."
"What exactly do you usually read?"
"Does the Interception Sect's scripture library even have this kind of stuff?"
Golden Spirit Holy Mother had hit a nerve. Her old face reddened, and she coughed guiltily twice.
"Ahem. Hmph, what's it to you!"
"I'm leaving. I'll leave this to you—remember to clean up!"
With that, Golden Spirit Holy Mother transformed into a streak of golden light and fled the scene.
All that remained was a complete mess.
Dingguang Xian finally stopped dancing and took off his Lightning Protection Earphones.
As the demonic music faded, Qiushou Xian, Jinguang Xian, and Lingya Xian finally regained control of themselves.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The three burly men collapsed onto the ground like dead pigs, gasping for breath. Blood streamed from every orifice, and they looked utterly wretched.
"Huff... huff..."
Qiushou Xian weakly raised a hand, wiped the blood from his face, and said feebly,
"I can't go on... I've bled dry..."
Lingya Xian looked equally hopeless.
"How about... we go to the Nether Blood Sea and ask Martial Uncle Minghe for a transfusion?"
"I heard