"Just as I thought!"
Xiang Yuan stared in amazement at the Three-Grade Golden Lotus ahead. Its entire body was golden, radiance flowing across it, faint golden ripples shimmering along the edges of its petals like ripples spreading over water, like the low chant of Sanskrit.
Whenever a breeze passed by, those ripples turned into invisible waves that spread outward in all directions.
Worthy indeed of being the sacred relic that suppressed the Buddha Kingdom Pure Land. Even incomplete, it still shone with ten thousand rays of light, leaving heaven and earth speechless.
"The Twelve-Grade... Golden Lotus?"
Queen Mother of the West looked at the Three-Grade Golden Lotus in surprise. Though its grade did not match, its aura could not lie—it truly was the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus.
The question was, how had a perfectly fine Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus fallen all the way down to just three grades?
Thinking of Black Mosquito's divine ability, Queen Mother of the West realized that the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus had not fallen to three grades. Rather, three grades had been sucked away by Black Mosquito.
A new question arose. Xiang Yuan called Black Mosquito "Mosquito Daoist" and knew its divine ability quite well. He even knew perfectly well that it held a Three-Grade Golden Lotus within its body. Where had he gotten this information?
At the side, Six Paths Goddess also furrowed her brows tightly. Her muddled memories gradually cleared, and she recalled Daoist Zhunti, who had snatched away the roots of the Yellow Springs Mother Tree. Later, during his battle with her, he had brought forth the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus and used this treasure to establish an absolute defense.
Queen Mother of the West was full of doubts. Knowing Xiang Yuan was petty and insisted on acting like a riddle-speaker before her, she did not