...Let's Talk This Out!

She wasn't getting involved in this mess anymore. If she kept going, forget about converting anyone—there was no telling whether she'd even make it back in one piece today!

With that thought, Guanyin Bodhisattva immediately tore open the chaos and tried to flee.

"Trying to run?"

When Xiruan saw the bad baldie trying to slip away, there was no way she would let that happen.

You couldn't just hit someone and run! There was no way things could be that easy!

"Leave the medical bills behind!"

She hurled the Milk Bottle at the back of Guanyin's head!

The Milk Bottle sliced through the chaos with a piercing hum and caught up to Guanyin in an instant.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was fleeing with all her might when a terrifying sense of danger, powerful enough to freeze her very soul, suddenly enveloped her.

"Not good!"

Her expression changed drastically. With no time to think, she held the Jade Pure Bottle behind her to block the attack.

BOOM!!!

The deafening impact shook the entire chaos.

Guanyin felt a heavy blow slam into her back, sending her flying out like a kite with its string cut.

Her blood and qi churned, and blood sprayed uncontrollably from her mouth.

She staggered, managing to steady herself. The compassion that had never left her face for countless years had finally vanished.

Fear and... grievance welled up in her heart.

When had the exalted Guanyin Dashi ever suffered such a grievance?

"F-Female Bodhisattva..."

Guanyin's voice took on a hint of a sob.

"Let's talk this out. Could you... could you please stop hitting me?"

She was truly scared now.

This little one's attacks were vicious!

Xiruan looked up and saw that the bad baldie was about to cry.

"Now you want to talk things out?"

She strode up to Guanyin and held out her chubby little hand.

"I said it before: medical bills!"

"And compensation for the old lady's emotional distress, lost wages, and the fright you gave her!"

"Pay up, all of it!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva stared at the open palm before her, her mind completely blank.

P-Pay?

In all her years of cultivation, she had always been the one receiving incense and merit offerings from others. When had she ever had to pay someone?

And for some unheard-of thing like emotional-distress compensation?

"I... I don't have any money," Guanyin Bodhisattva said instinctively.

They were monastics. They had let go of worldly desires and owned nothing. Where would they get money?

"No money?"

Xiruan's eyes narrowed at once. She pointed at the glittering golden lotus platform beneath Guanyin Bodhisattva's feet.

"Then what's that?"

She pointed at the cracked jade bottle.

"And what's this?"

Her gaze fell on Guanyin Bodhisattva's spotless white monk's robe.

"And those clothes you're wearing! The fabric's so nice. They must be worth a lot!"

Following the little one's fingers, Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at each item in turn.

The Nine Grade Merit Golden Lotus Platform, the Yángzhī Jade Pure Bottle, the Moon White Monk Robe... They were all things she had been born with, symbols of her status and cultivation.

As a result, in this baby's eyes, they had all become... assets she could sell?

"Hand all that stuff over, and I'll let you go."

Xiruan's little face clearly said, I'm giving you a chance here.

Guanyin Bodhisattva felt a surge of blood rush to her head. She nearly spat out another mouthful.

This was too much!

This was simply too much!

Guanyin Bodhisattva trembled with rage, almost ready to burn her own essence and fight this Little Devil King to the death.

Watching this utterly absurd scene, the fervor and reverence in Holy Mother Wudang's heart had not diminished in the slightest. If anything, it had grown even stronger.

She understood!

She understood completely!

This senior wasn't robbing anyone. She was... establishing her might! Announcing to the Three Realms that the Interception Sect had returned!

And she was announcing it in the most forceful, domineering way possible!

Wasn't the Western Religious Sect so powerful? Didn't they love converting others?

Today, she was making a Quasi-Saint Great Being of the Western Religious Sect lose face and pay compensation in front of an heir of the Interception Sect!

How domineering! How bold!

The more Holy Mother Wudang thought about it, the more excited she became. She stepped beside Xiruan and spoke coldly to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Guanyin!"

"Though my Interception Sect has fallen, we're no pushover for anyone to bully!"

"Today, you hurt me first, then offended a senior of my sect. Unless you give us an explanation, you won't be leaving!"

Holy Mother Wudang delivered her words with force and righteous conviction.

Xiruan glanced curiously at the old lady beside her.

Why was this old lady calling her a senior, too?

And did she know the bad baldie?

From what she was saying, it seemed the bad baldie had hurt her first?

Xiruan's little mind raced, and she started to figure things out.

It seemed this old lady was one of Daddy's people, too.

What was it called again... the Interception Sect?

And the bad baldie belonged to another group called the Western Religious Sect.

Those two groups had fought before, and the Interception Sect had lost, so it owed the Western Religious Sect a lot of money.

Now the bad baldie had come to collect the debt. She'd run into the injured old lady and wanted to take her back as payment!

So the bad baldie wasn't just bullying an old lady—she was taking advantage of her while she was down!

That bad baldie was absolutely rotten!

"Oh! So you're old enemies!"

Xiruan clapped her hands, suddenly understanding. She glared at Guanyin Bodhisattva with even greater hostility.

"Then we definitely can't let this go! We'll settle the old score and the new one together!"

"Today, either you leave all this stuff behind, or..."

She shook the Chaos Baby Bottle in her hand and threatened her in a fierce little voice, "I'll beat you until you run home crying, just like those two golden old leaders of yours!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva understood.

The Little Devil King had seen the Dharma Bodies of the two sect leaders.

And from what she was saying, the two sect leaders... had suffered a crushing defeat at her hands?

A terrifying thought rose in Guanyin's heart.

Could it be...

Those rumors that had reached the Heavenly Court, about the Two Saints of the West being scared witless by a mysterious little girl...

Were they true?!

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