South Sea.
Purple Bamboo Grove, Contemplation Hall.
"That's the situation. I combed through unofficial histories, teased apart every thread, and after casting aside the truth, I discovered that the stone monkey called the Great Sage Equal to Heaven was no ordinary stone monkey. he could lift that piece of Sea-Calming Divine Treasure Iron not through some accident or coincidence, but because a son inherits his father's fluids. There's a lot going on beneath the surface!"
Xiang Yuan held Layman Bai Yue in his arms, animatedly recounting the unofficial histories he had uncovered. No guarantee they were true—only that they were wild.
Layman Bai Yue was left agape, wondering how Xiang Yuan's little brain had been put together to invent gossip so absurd it made one laugh and cry at once.
Anyone with a brain wouldn't believe it!
"Why is Senior Sister holding her mouth open? Practicing how to repay kindness?"
Xiang Yuan tilted his head for a look. It was indeed shaped like him.
Layman Bai Yue rolled her eyes. After listening to Xiang Yuan's flowery mouth all day, she had been steeped in its influence. She now understood quite a few improper remarks the moment she heard them, and every time she understood one, it docked her merit. It felt as if even her white robes had been smeared with a layer of filth.
"Hehehe..."
Rather than feeling ashamed, Xiang Yuan took pride in it. With both hands spread wide, he used the technique of the Cloud-Seizing Hand to unleash a smooth little combo of the Cloud-Wreathed Emerald Mist Palm.
At once, the quiet chamber was filled with the scent of spring.
After that, there was nothing much to say.
Before Xiang Yuan came to the Purple Bamboo Grove, Layman Bai Yue wore white robes and Guanyin Bodhisattva's skin.