Taowu had been executed, and the Heavenly Dao immediately bestowed Merit as well.
After who knew how many Yuanhuis, Merit Golden Light finally appeared once more in the skies of the West.
Of the Merit gathered in the void, sixty percent went to Bei Ming, thirty percent to Nüwa, and ten percent to Jieyin.
As for Zhunti, Taowu's reappearance had been trouble caused by him.
The fact that no Lightning Tribulation had descended to strike him was already lenient enough. Wrapping things up was what he should have done.
Although Zhunti was somewhat envious, at least his senior brother had received ten percent of the Merit. This trip had not been entirely fruitless.
Jieyin stepped forward, his expression softening as he said warmly:
"Senior Sister Nüwa, Senior Beiming, since you have both come to the West, why not rest for a while at Mount Sumeru? Let this junior brother do the honors of a host."
"Yes." Zhunti took over, a smile piled across his face as his tone grew even more cordial:
"Two Fellow Daoists, Mount Sumeru is not far from here. Since you have come to the West, how could you not admire the scenery of its Ancestral Vein?"
Bei Ming's gaze shifted slightly between the two before he said:
"Since the two of you have invited us so warmly, there is no harm in taking a look. Nüwa, what do you think?"
"Mm." Nüwa nodded faintly and said calmly:
"Since we are already in the West, we may as well have a look. We probably will not come here often in the future."
Seeing the two agree, Jieyin secretly rejoiced. A trace of calculation flashed through his eyes as he hurriedly bowed and led the way:
"Senior brother, senior sister, please follow me."
Jieyin was equally farsighted. He