"Now that the Heavenly Yao Emperor has gathered them all in, those old bald donkeys of Sound of Dharma Temple and the Demon Suppressing Pagoda in Myriad Buddha Province must be regretting it to death. Hahahaha."
At this moment, Qin Jiuge had returned to the Human Realm and was within Myriad Buddha Continent, inside Sound of Dharma Temple.
Now that the matters of the Yao Realm had been settled, he ought to thank them to some extent. Qin Jiuge was not the sort of person who failed to appreciate kindness; those deserving thanks would naturally receive them.
Yet it seemed that these old bald donkeys were the very ones unable to feel happy. Every face was clouded with deep gloom.
After all, how could they have imagined that, after ten thousand years, the demons imprisoned within the Demon Suppressing Pagoda had long since worn away their resentment toward the Human Race, leaving behind only the desire to compromise and cooperate?
And how could they possibly have anticipated all the circumstances surrounding the Great Emperor Realm?
It had truly caught them completely off guard.
Not to mention cooperating with the Yao Realm as they were doing now—at first, to these bald monks, it had been downright outrageous and rebellious.
Being able to release the Heavenly Yao Emperor and the many demons had already pushed them to their absolute limit. They truly did not dare entertain any further thoughts.
Enough.
As the abbot of Sound of Dharma Temple, Monk Miaokong still possessed the proper bearing.
Though at this moment his face was equally drawn, with none of the poise of an enlightened monk, seeing him rebuke the young novices under his command still made Qin Jiuge willingly acknowledge this favor.
"In the end, this matter had never had much to do with